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A bloom as bright as opening mornFlush'd o'er her clear white cheek,The music of her voice was mild,Her full dark eyes were meek.
Far was her beauty known, for noneSo fair could Finland boast,Her parents loved the maiden much,Young Eberhard loved her most.
Together did they hope to treadThe pleasant path of life,For now the day drew near to makeDonica Eberhard's wife.
The eve was fair and mild the air,Along the lake they stray;The eastern hill reflected brightThe fading tints of day.
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