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Seite 240 - O God, whose thunder shakes the sky, Whose eye this atom globe surveys, To Thee, my only rock, I fly, Thy mercy in Thy justice praise.
Seite 280 - My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-trec. Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning light; Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, etc. Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note; Quick in dance as thought can be; Deft his tabor, cudgel stout ; O, he lies by the willow-tree!