Kaarlo Kramsu(1855-1895)
You I always love, girl black-hair
and blue-eyed, loveliest of women.
You are the fairest flower of my life's path,
you are the fiercest feeling of my heart.
To your chamber silently, with dove-wings,
my thoughts often hurry.
I myself once shall there slink
and ask you for my wife - if I can't get others.
(Girl dark-haired, from Runoelmia, 1887.)
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