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LYRICAL INTERLUDE: 19 by HEINRICH HEINE

First Line: I'LL NOT BE ANGRY, THOUGH MY HEART SHOULD BREAK
Last Line: HOW WRETCHED, LOVE, THOU ART, TOO WELL I SAW.
Subject(s): LOVE - COMPLAINTS;
I'LL not be angry, though my heart should break,
Evermore lost one! no complaint I'll make.
Though thou may'st sparkle 'neath thy diamonds bright,
No ray can pierce thy heart's unceasing night.

I've known it long. In vision saw I thee,
How night thy heart doth fill unceasingly,
And how the serpent at thy heart doth gnaw, --
How wretched, love, thou art, too well I saw.



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