Fyen
Ved Tanken om min Føde-à?,
Forsvinder hver en Smerte!
Den favnes af den stolte Sø,
Og kaldes -Danmarks Hjerte."
Her havde Freia fordum Bo,
Nu flyer hun disse Kyster,
Thi ellers havde à?en to,
- Nys saae jeg hendes Søster.
Hans Christian Andersen
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