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I wept as I lay dreaming,
I dreamt that thou wast dead,
I woke, but still in waking
My constant tears were shed.

I wept as I lay dreaming,
I dreamt thou wast false to me;
I woke and still was weeping—
My tears flowed bitterly.

I wept as I lay dreaming,
I dreamt you loved me well;
I woke, but still unceasing
The stream of tear-drops fell.
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Heinrich Heine
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