Classic Poem

Mein süsses Lieb, wenn du im Grab

Love, when you sink where darkness lies
Before you and behind you,
I shall go down with all that dies
And seek you out — and find you.

I'll clasp you with kisses, burning and wild,
So pale, so unmoved and so cold there;
And trembling and weeping with ecstasy mild
I will grow like a corpse and mold there . . .

The dead stand up as Midnight calls,
They dance thro' airy spaces;
We two remain, wrapped in our palls.
I lie in your embraces.

The dead stand up; the Judgment Day
Calls them to pain or pleasure.
But we will dream the hours away
Together at our leisure.