Warum es soviel Leiden
so kurzes Glück nur gibt?
Warum denn immer scheiden,
wo wir so sehr geliebt?

So manches Aug´ gebrochen
und mancher Mund nun stumm,
der erst noch hold gesprochen;
du armes Herz, warum?

Eleonore zu Stolberg-Wernigerode
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