Heinrich Heine Quotes on Love
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Du bist wie eine Blume, So hold und schon und rein; Ich schau dich an, und Wehmut Schleicht mir ins Herz hinein.
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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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Oh what lies there are in kisses! And their guile so well prepared! Sweet the snaring is; but this is Sweeter still, to be ensnared.