Rahbek

Bien drømmer om sin Kube ved hver Blomst bag Skovens Hang;
Honning Du til Danmark samled' paa den grønne Digter-Vang;
Bakkehuset vil forglemmes, men ei hvad dit Hjerte sang.

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