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The Bliss Of Sorrow

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

NEVER dry, never dry,

Tears that eternal love sheddeth!
How dreary, how dead doth the world still appear,
When only half-dried on the eye is the tear!

Never dry, never dry,

Tears that unhappy love sheddeth!

(C) Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
04/01/2017


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