Grausame Fr\u00fchlingssonne,
\nDu weckst mich vor der Zeit,
\nDem nur in Maienwonne
\nDie zarte Kost gedeiht!
\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
\nIst nicht ein liebes M\u00e4dchen hier,
\nDas auf der Rosenlippe mir
\nEin Tr\u00f6pfchen Honig beut,
\nSo muss ich j\u00e4mmerlich vergehn
\nUnd wird der Mai mich nimmer sehn
\nIn meinem gelben Kleid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eduard M\u00f6rike<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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