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, clear, and blue the morning heaven

Expands its arch on high;

Cold, clear, and blue Lake Werna's water

Reflects that winter sky:

The moon has set, but Venus shines,

A silent, silvery star.

Will the day be bright or cloudy?

Sweetly has its dawn begun;

But the heaven may shake with thunder

Ere the settling sun.

Lady, watch Apollo's journey;

Thus thy first hour's course shall be;

If his beams through summer vapours

Warm the earth all placidly,

Her days shall pass like a pleasant dream in sweet tranquility.

If it darken, if a shadow

Quench his rays and summon rain,

Flowers may open, buds may blossom,

Bud and flower alike are vain;

Her days shall pass like a mournful story in care and tears and pain.