“Splendid if I overcome
My earthy passion,
But if I succeed not,
Still I have known happiness!”

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Himmlisch ist's, wenn ich bezwugen Meine irdische Begier; Aber doch wenn's nicht gelungen, Hatt' ich auch recht huebsch Plaisir!

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German poet, journalist, essayist, and literary critic 1797–1856

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