I've had more than one occasion to look a companion in the eye and recite the following:
Wenn so lind dein Auge mir,
Und so lieblich schauet,
Jede letzte Truebe fliehet,
Welche mich umgrauet.
And yet, I've never brought myself to finish the verse:
Dieser Liebe schoene Glut,
Lass sie nie verstieben!
Nimmer wird, wie ich,
So treu dich ein andrer lieben.
But maybe I will sometime. Maybe I will.
(That's all I'll reveal! Gentlemen, start your Googles!)
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