better reign in hell than be a thrall in heaven

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    Ich sage euch: man mu﷿ noch Chaos in sich haben, um einen tanzenden Stern gebären zu können. Ich sage euch: ihr habt noch Chaos in euch.
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Verweile doch! du bist so schön!
Dann magst du mich in Fesseln schlagen,
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    Tag meines Lebens!
die Sonne sinkt.
Schon steht die glatte
   Fluth vergüldet.
Warm athmet der Fels:
   schlief wohl zu Mittag
das Glück auf ihm seinen Mittagsschlaf?
   In grünen Lichtern
spielt Glück noch der braune Abgrund herauf.
Tag meines Lebens!
gen Abend gehts!
Schon glüht dein Auge
   halbgebrochen,
schon quillt deines Thaus
   Thränengeträufel,
schon läuft still über weisse Meere
deiner Liebe Purpur,
deine letzte zögernde Seligkeit ...
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