I found these words written to Christiane Vulpius by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, whom he met in 1788.
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" Please send me your last pair of shoes,
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worn out with dancing
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as you mentioned in your letter,
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" Please send me your last pair of shoes,
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoLt_A64MJ_6YBZraD2VyT_dA0v8sHBEWb5FnYXF4OWwCheZeIhmdZviFVzmDZ9SXXgH2lQI9fJzkiLEzla2vQSTBtki0RV5yRM0DMIjhJoyG2Hgco8gr6f2SC3hKjKQNlz0-hgw5D7TeR/s400/4bltwlb.gif)
worn out with dancing
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as you mentioned in your letter,
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so that I might have something
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to press against my heart. "
~J. W. von Goethe.
4 comments:
What a sweet quote, Mo. You always find the best things. Photos are lovely, too. Susan
Beautiful, Indeed!
Hugs, Wendy
Oh my goodness - I hear his quotes all the time and this is the best one yet - I never knew he was in love - how romantic - to press against his heart . . .
They just don't make men like that any more!
Ali x
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