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Where shall I, of wandering weary,
Find my resting-place at last?
Under drooping southern palm-trees?
Under limes the Rhine sweeps past?
Will it be in deserts lonely,
Dug by unfamiliar hands?
Shall I slumber where the
Crawls along the yellow sands?
It matters not!
Around me
There as here God's heaven lies,
And by night, as death-lamps o'er me,
Lo,
His stars sweep through the skies!
Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine (13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856) was a German poet, writer and literary critic. He is best known outside Germany for his ear
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