English

Auf dem Berge steht die Hütte

On the mountain stands a cabin
Wherein lives a mountaineer;
All the evergreens are rustling
And the moon turns golden here.

In the cabin there's an armchair
Curiously carved and high.
He who sits in it is lucky;
And that lucky man am I.

On the footstool there's a maiden,
In my lap her arms repose;
Eyes like two blue stars that sparkle,

FOR AN EARLY Morning S ERVICE )

S LEEP has refresh'd our limbs: we spring
Out of our beds, as men in fear:
Look on us, Father, while we sing;
We pray Thee, be Thou very near.

Be Thou the first in every tongue;
Thine be each heart's first loving glow,
That all its doings, all day long,
O, Holy One, from Thee may flow.

Let darkness to the glory yield,
And gloom unto the star of day;

Declension 1

All nouns in a make Feminine,
If you like " Musa " them decline,
Except they're from a Graecian line,
Or by their sense are Masculine.

Der arme Peter wankt vorbei

Poor Peter, he goes stumbling by
As pale as lead, ashamed and shy.
And all the people stand and stare
Whenever Peter passes there.

The girls all whisper, " Give him room,
He must have risen from the tomb. "
Ah no, my dears, your anguish save;
He's only going to his grave.

He's lost his love; his future's dim
And so the grave's the place for him.
For there his tortured spirit may
Await in peace the Judgment Day.

" In meiner Brust, da sitzt ein Weh "

" Within my breast there's such a woe
That I am torn asunder.
It stirs, and though I stay or go
It drives me always yonder.

" It drives me to my love, it cries
As though she still could heal me.
Alas, one look from Gretel's eyes
And I must fly, conceal me.

" I climb the mountain's highest peak:
Man is, at least, alone there;

III. 1

Not for pity and pardon, for Judgment now I cry!
To be seen, that I may see; known, that I may know,
For this I cry.
Dwelling among dear images dream-created,
Flattered or daunted by a deluding mirror
That is not I, —
O to taste the light as my body tastes the air,
Let fall defence, cast off the obstinately excusing
Pleas, and myself be my only vindication!
Nothing but this in the end can satisfy.

Why does this desire pursue me and so possess me?
Is not breath sweet, and the young smile of the morning?

II . 1

I have heard voices under the early stars
Where, among hills, the cold roads glimmer white, —
Voices of shadows passing, each to the other,
Clear in the airy stillness
Call their familiar greeting and Good-night.

Were they not come as guests to a remembered room,
Those words, surrounded by the befriending silence?
But words, ah, words — who can tell what they are made of,
Or how inscrutably shaped to colour and bloom?
Sharp odours they breathe, and bitter and sweet and strong,

I. 1

On a starr'd, a still mid-night
Lost I halted, lost I gazed about.
Great shapes of trees branched black into the sky:
There was no way but wandered into doubt;
There was no light
In the uncertain desert of dim air
But such as told me of all that was not I, —
Of powers absorbed, intent, and active without sound,
That rooted in their unimagined might,
Over me there ignoring towered and spread.
Homeless in my humanity, and drowned
In a dark world, I listened, all aware;
And that world drew me.

PRELUDE

Lo, the spirit of a pulsing star within a stone
Born of earth, sprung from night!
Prisoned with the profound fires of the light
That lives like all the tongues of eloquence
Locked in a speech unknown!
The crystal, cold and hard as innocence,
Immures the flame; and yet as if it knew
Raptures or pangs it could not but betray,
As if the light could feel changes of blood and breath
And all-but-human quiverings of the sense,
Throbs of a sudden rose, a frosty blue,
Shoot thrilling in its ray,

II

Fought on ten years
after the war was lost. . . .
butchery now,
meaningless. . . . meaningless. . . .
the country far gone. . . .
no new ideas. . . .
no way out. . . .
floating belly up,
the eyes gone white.

Suddenly up shot
from the general mood
anonymous young officers,
crack cadres,
burst from the orbit of Marx
into Headquarters
and broke the jaw