Quote by Heinrich Heine
In the marvellous month of May when all the buds were bursting

In the marvellous month of May
when all the buds were bursting,
then in my heart did
love arise.

In the marvellous month of May
when all the birds were singing,
then did I reveal to her
my yearning and longing. – Heinrich Heine

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Communism possesses a language which every people can understand – its elements are hunger, envy, and death. – Heinrich Heine

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The foolish race of mankind are swarming below in the night; they shriek and rage and quarrel — and all of them are right. – Heinrich Heine

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The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit – William Cullen Bryant

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Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits. – Samuel Butler

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April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory out of desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in a forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers. – TS (Thomas Stearns) Eliot

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Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. – Thomas Carlyle

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