Wann im letzten Abendstrahl
Goldne Wolkenberge steigen
Und wie Alpen sich erzeigen,
Frag´ ich oft mit Thränen:
Liegt wohl zwischen jenen
Mein ersehntes Ruhethal?

Ludwig Uhland
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