Po jezeru priplule
mi divje so gosi,
to v mraku je, jeseni,
in ko megla leži.
Molči ves svet pod meglo,
i jezero molči,
gosjak samo tam včasih
obupno zakriči.
Ko njemu se mi toži,
na srcu jad leži;
no, bogzna al za mračne,
al za jasne moje dni ...
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