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AN DIE MUSIK.

Du holde Kunst, in wie viel grauen Stunden, wo iaich des Lebens wilder Kreis umstrickt, hast du mein iTerz zu warmer Lieb entzunden, hast mich in eine bessre Welt entriickt, in eine bessre belt entriickt. Oft hat ein Seufzer, deiner Harf* entflessen, ein susses, heiliger Akkord von dir, den Himmel bessrer Zeiten mir ersohlossen, du holde Kunst, ich danke dir da fur, du holde Kunst, ich danke dir! ( Franz von Schober. VertonungzF.Schubert.)

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Deutsche Stacheldraht-Post, Issue 105, 26 March 1944, Page 8

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AN DIE MUSIK. Deutsche Stacheldraht-Post, Issue 105, 26 March 1944, Page 8

AN DIE MUSIK. Deutsche Stacheldraht-Post, Issue 105, 26 March 1944, Page 8

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