Tritt ins Haus und sei mein Gast,
Draußen ist es schwüle,
Gönne deinem Herzen Rast,
Deinem Scheitel Kühle.
Magst du sein von fremdem Blut
Oder armer Gilde -
Blumen trägst du auf dem Hut,
Und im Auge Milde.

Johann Fercher von Steinwand
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