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For five hundred years after Walther's death – until Goethe – no German lyric poet was his equal.

— Walther von der Vogelweide

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That which they call love, it is nothing except the pain of longing.

He who has a good woman's love is ashamed of every ill deed.

The world is beautiful outside: white, green, and red; but inside it is black and dark as death.

Love makes a woman beautiful –
but beauty does not have such power, beauty cannot make a woman worthy of love.

The mouthpiece of the half-inarticulate, all-suggesting music that is at once the very soul and the inseparable garment of romance.

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