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Glossy as a raven's plume,
Sweeps her wealth of hair.

Next appears my pride and idol,
One, within whose soul
Love and Truth have met in bridal,
Free from earth's control.
Guileless, trusting as a child,
Playful, dauntless, daring,
Full of romance, high and wild,
Ne'er in wo despairing!

Far apart from all and hidden—
Frowning on them too,
There is one, who came unbidden,
That is—you know who!
Now you'll let me love you, Fanny!
Since you see how few
In my heart's far depths are treasured,
Let it treasure you!