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  • Hafvde Ki¦rlighed l¦nkelagt
    Dend ut¦mmede
    Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger dèd
    Ingen Minder stiiger fra
    Graven brat
    Ingen Anger gliider giennem
    Si¦lens Nat
    Med Ydmyghedens
    Taarer smigrede hun
    Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede
    Hendes V¦sen, lig et
    Lam Gik ham ey forbi
    For hun hafde rèrt ved ham ˜fved sin
    Magi Uagtet disse
    Si¦le tvende
    Een hafvde at ende
    Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel
    Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne
    Dage Ukuelig, dend
    Tèrst Hinsidigt, det
    Begi¦r Nu drev han yr &map gal
    I sorthi¦rtet
    Kval Vintrens kulde
    Snart tilfulde - oc hans
    L¦ngsel Mod een
    Vinternat
    Ulven vandrer eene
    Had Love fetter'd this force of free?
    What he leaves dead, he forgets
    No memories arise from the grave,
    No anger glides through the night of
    Soules With humble tears she flatter'd
    The Divinitie shes hated and fear'd
    Her lamb-like nature
    Left him not untouch'd
    By Magick she was bound
    To the Beast within him
    These Soules twain
    Enforced one's end
    Payne anew from woe of olde
    A Tragedie of endless dayes
    Insatiable, the thirst
    Inconceivable, the lust
    Wild & mad he hunts
    In anguish black at heart
    The winter's colde
    Soone fulfill'd -
    And his yearning
    Towards a winter's night
    Wandering alone,
    The Wolf
  • Hafvde Ki¦rlighed l¦nkelagt
    Dend ut¦mmede
    Mackt? Han glemmer det han legger dèd
    Ingen Minder stiiger fra
    Graven brat
    Ingen Anger gliider giennem
    Si¦lens Nat
    Med Ydmyghedens
    Taarer smigrede hun
    Dend Guddom som hun hadete medens hun frycktede
    Hendes V¦sen, lig et
    Lam Gik ham ey forbi
    For hun hafde rèrt ved ham ˜fved sin
    Magi Uagtet disse
    Si¦le tvende
    Een hafvde at ende
    Nye Smerte klinger frem aff gammel
    Klage Tragoedie aff uaffbrudne
    Dage Ukuelig, dend
    Tèrst Hinsidigt, det
    Begi¦r Nu drev han yr &map gal
    I sorthi¦rtet
    Kval Vintrens kulde
    Snart tilfulde - oc hans
    L¦ngsel Mod een
    Vinternat
    Ulven vandrer eene
    Had Love fetter'd this force of free?
    What he leaves dead, he forgets
    No memories arise from the grave,
    No anger glides through the night of
    Soules With humble tears she flatter'd
    The Divinitie shes hated and fear'd
    Her lamb-like nature
    Left him not untouch'd
    By Magick she was bound
    To the Beast within him
    These Soules twain
    Enforced one's end
    Payne anew from woe of olde
    A Tragedie of endless dayes
    Insatiable, the thirst
    Inconceivable, the lust
    Wild & mad he hunts
    In anguish black at heart
    The winter's colde
    Soone fulfill'd -
    And his yearning
    Towards a winter's night
    Wandering alone,
    The Wolf