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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
I once saw many flowers blooming Upon my way, in indolence I scorned to pick them in my going And passed in proud indifference. Now, when my grave is dug, they taunt me; Now, when I'm sick to death in pain, In mocking torment still they haunt me, Those fragrant blooms of my disdain.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Iron helmets will not save/ Even heroes from the grave/ Good man's blood will drain away/ While the wickid win the day.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
It is there, where they burn books, that eventually they burn people.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Mark this well, you proud men of action: You are nothing but the unwitting agents of the men of thought who often, in quiet self-effacement, mark out most exactly all your doings in advance.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Onde se queimam livros, acaba-se queimando pessoas
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
One should forgive one's enemies, but not before they are hanged.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Ordinary he was insane, But he had lucid moments when he was merely Stupid.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
The German Censors —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— Idiots —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— ——
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
They loved each other, but neither Would venture to speak thereof; They glared at each other like enemies And wanted to die of love.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Where books are burned, they will, in the end, burn people, too.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Where one burns books, there one eventually burns people.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Where they burn books, at the end they also burn people
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
Where they have burned books, they will end in burning human beings.
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By AnonymHeinrich Heine
With his night-cap and his night-shirt tatters, He botches up the loop-holes in the structure of the world.
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