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The glowing warmth of summer
Upon thy cheek doth rest;
The icy chill of winter
Is of thy heart possessed.

Ere long 'twill all be altered,
My dearest and my best;
Winter will reign upon thy cheek,
And summer in thy breast.
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Heinrich Heine
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