Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide,
I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide.

Du bist wie eine Blume, so hold, so schön und rein;
Ich shau' dich an und Wehmut schleicht mir ins Herz hinein.

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