Jeg savner noget! â?? skal jeg Navnet sige?
Det er just ikke af en sjelden Slags;
Jeg savner â?? ja â?? en lille, bitte Pige -
Ak, Herre Gud! nu leer man ad mig strax! ...
Hvor Luther talte og hvor Goethe sang,
I Nabolandet gik din Vuggegænge,
Hvor Bølgen bruser høit om Dannevang,
Dig blomstre Livets Rose frisk og længe! ...
All love that has not friendship for its base,
Is like a mansion built upon the sand.
Though brave its walls as any in the land,
And its tall turrets lift their heads in grace;
Though skillful and accomplished artists trace
Most beautiful designs on every hand,
And gleaming statues in dim niches stand,
And mountains play in some flow'r-hidden place:
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