Ich soll nicht dein vergessen…?
Was sagt dies arme Wort?
Ins Buch des Lebens pressen
Ein Blümchen, halb verdorrt?

Wenn deiner nicht vergessen
Dich wahrhaft lieben heißt,
Dann haucht noch aus Cypressen,
Dein eingedenk mein Geist.

Hermann Ritter von Lingg
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