Maxioms by 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 oaks with solemnity shook their heads;
The twigs of the birch-trees, in token
Of warning, nodded,--and read more
The oaks with solemnity shook their heads;
The twigs of the birch-trees, in token
Of warning, nodded,--and I exclaim'd:
"Dear Monarch, forgive what I've spoken!"
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.
