Maxioms by Heinrich Heine
Thy letter sent to prove me,
Inflicts no sense of wrong;
No longer wilt thou love me,--
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Thy letter sent to prove me,
Inflicts no sense of wrong;
No longer wilt thou love me,--
Thy letter, though is long.
The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night
With comfort are downward gazing.
The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night
With comfort are downward gazing.
It must require an inordinate share of vanity and presumption, too, after enjoying so much that is good and beautiful read more
It must require an inordinate share of vanity and presumption, too, after enjoying so much that is good and beautiful on earth, to ask the Lord for immortality in addition to all.
Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed read more
Tell me who first did kisses suggest?
It was a mouth all glowing and blest;
It kissed and it thought of nothing beside.
The fair month of May was then in its pride,
The flowers were all from the earth fast springing,
The sun was laughing, the birds were singing.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found the time to conquer the world.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found the time to conquer the world.