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“A spruce is standing lonely
in the North on a barren height.
He drowses; ice and snowflakes
wrap him in a blanket of white.
He dreams about a palm tree
in a distant, eastern land,
that languishes lonely and silent
upon the scorching sand.
-Heinrich Heine, Selected Works
in the North on a barren height.
He drowses; ice and snowflakes
wrap him in a blanket of white.
He dreams about a palm tree
in a distant, eastern land,
that languishes lonely and silent
upon the scorching sand.
-Heinrich Heine, Selected Works
