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ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend
ein Sturm fährt auf den Tide
ich bin der Wind, der wavers
warum so traurig mein reizendes?
O angemessen und stately Mädchen, dessen Augen
ich war eine Göttin, ere der Marmor mich fand
ich wußte nie, daß die Masse soviel Gold hatte
Töchter der Zeit
wenn Sie heute abend kommen
aus dem funkelnden Meer heraus
wie Adler auf hoher Höhe

 



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