HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

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reward, as always happens, was crucified
by the people.
"Now, when I am grown up, have
read much, have travelled much, my
heart swells within me, and with my
whole heart I believe on the Holy
Ghost.
"The greatest miracles were of his
working, and still greater miracles doth
he even now work; he burst in sunder
the oppressor's stronghold, and he burst
in sunder the bondsman's yoke.
" He heals old death-wounds, and
renews the old right; all mankind are
one race of noble equals before him.
" He chases away the evil clouds and
the dark cobwebs of the brain, which
have spoilt love and joy for us, which
day and night have loured on us.
"A thousand knights, well harnessed,
has the Holy Ghost chosen out to fulfil
his will, and he has put courage into
their souls.
" Their good swords flash, their bright
banners wave ; what, thou wouldst give
much, my child, to look upon such gallant
knights ?
" Well, on me, my child, look ! kiss
me, and look boldly upon me! one of
those knights of the Holy Ghost am I."
One has only to turn over the pages
of his Romancero, — a collection of poems
written in the first years of his
illness, with his whole power and charm
still in them, and not, like his latest
poems of all, painfully touched by the