The Unconquered Air, and Other Poems (1912)/Heimweh

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The Unconquered Air, and Other Poems by Florence Earle Coates
Heimweh
Previously published in Harper's Bazar (September 1911). This poem was not included in Mrs. Coates' collected Poems (1916, in 2 vols.).


HEIMWEH

The birds returning seem so glad
 As from the South they come,
They teach my heart, forlorn and sad,
 How distant is my home:
O'er land and sea wild roaming free,
 They little understand—
Glad nomads—that there is for me
 One home—one only Land!


And yonder dancing rivulet
 That merrily on doth go,
Humming a tune I 'd fain forget,
 Adds something to my woe:
Ah, had it but a thought for me
 'T would either now be dumb,
Or it would croon a melody
 Less dear to me at home!


Fond memories of days of yore!—
 My heart so hungereth,
The smell of upland clover or
 The dew-wet violet's breath
Might quickly fill it with delight;
 But exiled here I roam,
And dread, beyond all else, to-night,
 The scents that speak of home!