Leipzig

Exceptions make rules;

Nights constellate jewels;

You dazzled, sweet flower,

At deep winter hour.

 

The route hence comes clear

Hope but also fear

“Obey thy rule-maker”

“Make nothing false, craven”

As I, some keen sailor,

Shall steer by your haven.

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