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Heinrich Heine - Ad FinemHeinrich Heine - Ad Finem
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The years they come and go, The races drop in the grave, Yet never the love doth so Which here in my heart I have.   Could I see thee but once, one day, And sink down so on my knee, And die in thy sight while I say, "Lady, I love but thee!"
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