poet's love is a hothouse of nuanced responses to the delicate language of flowers, dreams and fairy tales. Schumann adapts the poems' text to his needs, sometimes repeating phrases and often rewording a line to supply the desired cadence. Dichterliebe is therefore an integral artistic work apart from the Lyrisches Intermezzo, though derived from and inspired by it. Schubert's selection of lyrics for his Heine songs sought different themes. Although often associated with the male voice, Dichterliebe was dedicated to the soprano Wilhelmine Schröder-Devrient, so the precedent for performance by female voice is primary. Harry Plunket Greene, accompanied from memory by Leonard Borwick, gave the first complete public recital of the work on 11 January 1895 at London's St James's Hall. Songs (The synopses here are made from the Heine texts.) Im wunderschönen Monat Mai (Heine, Lyrical Intermezzo no 1). ("In beautiful May, when the buds sprang, love sprang up in my heart: in beautiful May, when the birds all sang, I told you my desire and longing.") Aus meinen Tränen sprießen (Heine no 2). ("Many flowers spring up from my tears, and a nightingale choir from my sighs: If you love me, I'll pick them all for you, and the nightingale will sing at your window.") Die Rose, die Lilie, die Taube, die Sonne (Heine no 3). ("I used to love the rose, lily, dove and sun, joyfully: now I love only the little, the fine, the pure, the One: you yourself are the source of them all.") Wenn ich in deine Augen seh (Heine no 4). ("When I look in your eyes all my pain and woe fades: when I kiss your mouth I become whole: when I recline on your breast I am filled with heavenly joy: and when you say, 'I love you', I weep bitterly.") Ich will meine Seele tauchen (Heine no 7). ("I want to bathe my soul in the chalice of the lily, and the lily, ringing, will breathe a song of my beloved. The song will tremble and quiver, like the kiss of her mouth which in a wondrous moment she gave me.") Im Rhein, im heiligen Strome (Heine no 11). ("In the Rhine, in the sacred stream, great holy Cologne with its great cathedral is reflected. In it there is a face painted on golden leather, which has shone into the confusion of my life. Flowers and cherubs float about Our