Within the rose I found a trembling tear,
Close curtained in a gloom of crimson night
By tender petals from the outer light,
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O, HAVE you been in Gudbrand’s dale, where Laagen’s mighty flood
Chants evermore its wild refrain unto the listening wood?
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How can I lightly speak thy wondrous name,
Which breathes the airy fragrance of thyself,
As might, far straying from his flower, the elf
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