Weil du mir zu früh entschwunden,
Blieb ein unerfülltes Glück
Ungenoss´ner schöner Stunden
Ruhelos in mir zurück.

Ungeküßte Küsse leben
In getrennten Herzen fort,
Und die Lippe fühlt noch beben
Das zu früh verstummte Wort.

Hermann Ritter von Lingg
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