HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

I^eine,
thoughts, with which the spirit of the
Emperor strode invisibly through the
world, thoughts, a single one of which
would, I believe, have furnished a German
author with materials for writing
during all his life-time.
HEINE'S JEWISH BLOOD.
The sense of pleasure in the noble,
the beautiful, and the good, may often
be imparted through education, but the
sense of pleasure in hunting lies in the
blood. When one's ancestors have
been hunters of the buck from time
immemorial, their descendants find a
delight in this lawful occupation. My
ancestors, however, belonged not to the
race of hunters, but much rather to that
of the hunted, and I feel my blood revolt
at the thought of taking deadly aim
at the descendants of their former colleagues
in misfortune.
ITALIAN
BEAUTY.
I love those pale elegiac countenances,
from which great black eyes shed forth
their love-pain; I love, too, the dark
tint of those proud necks — their first
love was Phoebus, who kissed them