Heinrich Heine

We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged.

We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged.

The swan in the pool is singing,
And up and down doth he steer,
And, singing gently read more

The swan in the pool is singing,
And up and down doth he steer,
And, singing gently ever,
Dips under the water clear.

Mark this well, you proud men of action! you are, after all, nothing but unconscious instruments of the men of read more

Mark this well, you proud men of action! you are, after all, nothing but unconscious instruments of the men of thought.

God will pardon me. It is his trade.

God will pardon me. It is his trade.

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.