Translations. - Lyrisches Intermezzo. Xlv. (From Heine.)
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In the sunny summer morning Into the garden I come; The flowers are whispering and talking, But for me, I wander dumb. The flowers are whispering and talking; They pity my look so wan: "Thou must not be cross with our sister, Thou sorrowful, pale-faced man!"
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