(13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856 / Dusseldorf)

Es Liegt Der Heisse Sommer

There lies the heat of summer
On your cheek’s lovely art:
There lies the cold of winter
Within your little heart.
That will change, beloved,
The end not as the start!
Winter on your cheek then,
Summer in your heart.

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A blush on her heated cheek and a cold heart turns into the beloved turning a cold social face to the world while the fire of love lights her heart it seems?