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By the sea, by the dreary, darkening sea,
Stands a youthful man,
His heart all sorrowing, his head all doubting,
And with gloomy lips he questions the billows:
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The billows are murmuring their murmur unceasing,
Wild blows the wind, the dark clouds are fleeting.
The stars are still gleaming, so calmly and cold,
And a fool waits for an answer.
Heinrich Heine, Questioning from the North Sea cycle
Nov 14, 2024
Nov 14, 2024 at 3:55 PM UTC