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You stood by me the longest,
Nor spared yourself to save me;
Comfort and hope you gave me
When want and fear were strongest.

With meat and drink you supplied me,
With linen of your own weaving,
With a passport when I was leaving,
Nor was your purse denied me.

My darling! From scorching and freezing
May God protect her ever;
And may He in mercy forgive her
Her goodness to me unceasing!
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Heinrich Heine
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