The great (greatest?) German lyric poet, Heinrich Heine, a Jew, of course, had a love-hate relationship with his own country and famously wrote from his Paris exile:
Denk ich an Deutschland in der Nacht,
Dann bin ich um den Schlaf gebracht (If I think of Germany during the night I can't sleep any more)
He loved Shakespeare and decided he should visit the poet's homeland. He was bitterly disappointed with the Victorian England which he encountered. He wrote that like those Christians who are reluctant to admit that Jesus Christ was a Jew he could not imagine that Shakespeare could have been English.
I sometimes think of Bernard Levin commenting that if he wasn't Jewish he would probably be an anti-Semite.
Denk ich an Deutschland in der Nacht,
Dann bin ich um den Schlaf gebracht (If I think of Germany during the night I can't sleep any more)
He loved Shakespeare and decided he should visit the poet's homeland. He was bitterly disappointed with the Victorian England which he encountered. He wrote that like those Christians who are reluctant to admit that Jesus Christ was a Jew he could not imagine that Shakespeare could have been English.
I sometimes think of Bernard Levin commenting that if he wasn't Jewish he would probably be an anti-Semite.
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