I started up, and looking around, discovered a blooming spray of pomegranate lying beside me.
"The Dead Lake and Other Tales"
Paul Heyse
I could not even see your face; it was a childish trick, and I repented if it a moment later; yet an irresistible impulse made me look once more over the wall, and then when I saw you standing in the carriage and waving the branch of pomegranate blossoms towards me, I was seized as with a fever and from that moment you have always been before me whatever I do.
"The Dead Lake and Other Tales"
Paul Heyse
By this time day had dawned, and after bringing me some wine to strengthen me, the old man departed, and I remained alone in the death-like stillness of the house-I could not rest; I dragged myself into the garden, to the orange-tree of whose fruit she had given me, and to the pomegranate the blossoms of which had been her first love token to me.
"The Dead Lake and Other Tales"
Paul Heyse