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Sweet vale—Goldau! farewell—
An Alpine monument may dwell

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Upon thy bosom, oh! my home!
But when the last dread trump shall sound
I'll tread again thy hallowed ground—
Sleep thee, my loved one, sleep thee!
While yet I live, I'll weep thee—
Of thy blue dwelling dream, wherever I roam,
And wish myself wrapped in its peaceful foam.