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When words leave off, music begins.
Oaks shall be rent; the Word shall shatter
Yea, on that fiery day, the Crown,
Even the palace walls shall totter,
And domes and spires come crashing down.
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Poems by Heinrich Heine
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I had once a beautiful fatherland.
The oak tree
Grew so high there, violets nodded softly.
It was a dream.
It kissed me in German and spoke in German
(You would hardly believe
How good it sounded) the words: "I love you!"
It was a dream.
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What! Think you that my flashes show me
Only in lightnings to excel?
Believe me, friends, you do not know me,
For I can thunder quite as well.
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You're lovely as a flower,
So pure and fair to see;
I look at you, and sadness
Comes stealing over me.
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So we keep asking, over and over,
Until a handful of earth
Stops our mouths
But is that an answer?
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My songs, they say, are poisoned.
How else, love, could it be?
Thou hast, with deadly magic,
Poured poison into me.
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Out of my own great woe
I make my little songs.
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I cannot explain the sadness
That's fallen on my breast.
An old, old fable haunts me,
And will not let me rest.
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