HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

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^eine* none is so trusty as the trusty German peojile. Did I not know that fidelity is as old as the world I should believe that a German heart had discovered it. NATURE. Nature, like a great poet, knows how to produce the grandest effects with the fewest materials. You have only a sun, trees, flowers, water, and love. In sooth, should this last be absent from the heart of the beholder, the aspect of the whole may be poor enough, for then the sun is only so and so many miles in diameter, and trees are good for fuel, and flowers are classified according to their stamens, and water is wet. FLOWERS. Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time, so seems it as if the flowers, in musing modesty, await

I^etne. the mantling eventide ere they give themselves up wholly to feeling, and breathe forth their sweetest odors. REASON AND PAITH. We know that the happiness for which we are indebted to a lie can be no true happiness, and that in certain solitary fragmentary moments of god-like intuition, a higher dignity of soul, a purer happiness is ours, than in long vegetating years of blind faith." THE CATHOLIC CHURCH. Rome has always yearned for sovereignty and when her legions fell she sent dogmas into the provinces. THE POET'S MOTHER. With foolish fancy I deserted thee ; 1 fain would search the whole world through to learn If in it I perchance could love discern,

I^etne.<br />

the mantling eventide ere they give<br />

themselves up wholly to feeling, and<br />

breathe forth their sweetest odors.<br />

REASON AND PAITH.<br />

We know that the happiness for which<br />

we are indebted to a lie can be no true<br />

happiness, and that in certain solitary<br />

fragmentary moments of god-like intuition,<br />

a higher dignity of soul, a purer<br />

happiness is ours, than in long vegetating<br />

years of blind faith."<br />

THE CATHOLIC CHURCH.<br />

Rome has always yearned for sovereignty<br />

and when her legions fell she<br />

sent dogmas into the provinces.<br />

THE POET'S MOTHER.<br />

With foolish fancy I deserted thee ;<br />

1 fain would search the whole world<br />

through to learn<br />

If in it I perchance could love discern,

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