Maxioms by Heinrich Heine
The swan, like the soul of the poet,
By the dull world is ill understood.
The swan, like the soul of the poet,
By the dull world is ill understood.
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.
In blissful dream, in silent night,
There came to me, with magic might,
With magic might, my read more
In blissful dream, in silent night,
There came to me, with magic might,
With magic might, my own sweet love,
Into my little room above.
Sweet May hath come to love us,
Flowers, trees, their blossoms don;
And through the blue heavens read more
Sweet May hath come to love us,
Flowers, trees, their blossoms don;
And through the blue heavens above us
The very clouds move on.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.
If the Romans had been obliged to learn Latin, they would never have found time to conquer the world.