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Like morning dreams of happinessFast roll'd the months away,For he was kind and she was kindAnd who so blest as they?
Yet Rudiger would sometimes sitAbsorb'd in silent thoughtAnd his dark downward eye would seemWith anxious meaning fraught;
But soon he rais'd his looks againAnd smil'd his cares away,And mid the hall of gaietyWas none like him so gay.
And onward roll'd the waning months,The hour appointed came,And Margaret her RudigerHail'd with a father's name.
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