NEVER dry, never dry,

Tears that eternal love sheddeth!
How dreary, how dead doth the world still appear,
When only half-dried on the eye is the tear!

Never dry, never dry,

Tears that unhappy love sheddeth!

1789.*

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Poet: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Poem: 68. THE BLISS OF SORROW.
Volume: The Poems - 01. Songs
Year: Published/Written in 1853
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