O'er the hidden future's gloom."
Summer, 1862.
PREFACE
TO THE [FOURTH EDITION.]
[The Boezberg] for the Rhine I have been leaving,
A home-sick longing stirred my heart within,
Once more that fragrant air I would be breathing
Again would see the town of Fridolin,
As if at my return with joy elated,
She lay there basking in the autumn sun,