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Wer zum erstenmale liebt

He who, for the first time, loves,
Even vainly, is a God.
But the man who loves again,
And still vainly, is a fool.

Such a fool am I; the second
Time I love, still unrequited.
Sun and moon and stars are laughing;
And I laugh with them — and perish.
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