Heinrich Heine

"In the marvelous month of May, when all the buds were bursting, then in my heart did love arise."

- Heinrich Heine

"The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair."

- Heinrich Heine

"Where words leave off, music begins."

- Heinrich Heine

"When words leave off, music begins."

- Heinrich Heine

"Perfumes are the feelings of flowers."

- Heinrich Heine

"Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don."

- Heinrich Heine

"Sweet May hath come to love us. Flowers, trees, their blossoms don."

- Heinrich Heine