Eiszapfen im Frühling (German Edition)

Eiszapfen im Frühling (German Edition) eBook: Sophie Ruda: leondumoulin.nl: Kindle Store.
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Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell. Bear in mind That death is a drum Beating forever Till the last worms come To answer its call, Till the last stars fall, Until the last atom Is no atom at all, Until time is lost And there is no air And space itself Is nothing nowhere, Death is a drum, A signal drum, Calling life To come! Tod, die Trommel, Rasselt trom-trom, Ruft allem Leben: Skimming lightly, wheeling still, The swallows fly low Over the fields in cloudy days, The forest-field of Shiloh — Over the field where April rain Solaced the parched ones stretched in pain Through the pause of night That followed the Sunday fight Around the church of Shiloh — The church, so lone, the log-built one, That echoed to many a parting groan And natural prayer Of dying foemen mingled there — Foemen at morn, but friends at eve — Fame or country least their care: What like a bullet can undeceive!

But now they lie low, While over them the swallows skim, And all is hushed at Shiloh. Wie kann eine Kugel die Sicht umbewerten! Doch nun liegen sie so, Nur die Schwalben noch flitzen, Und alles ist still in Shiloh. My feet took a walk In heavenly grass All day while the sky shone clear as glass, My feet took a walk In heavenly grass. All night while the lonesome stars rolled past, Then my feet come down to walk on earth And my mother cried When she gave me birth.

Now my feet walk far And my feet walk fast, But they still got an itch for heavenly grass. But they still got an itch for heavenly grass. Doch es bleibt ihnen die Sehnsucht nach himmlischem Gras. My chair rock-rocks by the door all day But nobody ever stops my way, Nobody ever stops my way. The cabin was cozy And hollyhocks grew Bright by the door Till his whisper crept through. The sun on the sill Was yellow and warm Till she lifted the latch For a man or a storm. Now the cabin falls To the winter wind And the walls cave in Where they kissed and sinned.

And the long white rain Sweeps clean the room Like a white-haired witch With a long straw broom! Sugar in the Cane If you touched me, God save you, These summer days are hot and blue. If you did, God save your soul! These winter nights are blue and cold! As Adam Early in the Morning Ethiopia Saluting the Colors Look Down, Fair Moon One Thought Ever at the Fore One Thought Ever at the Fore. To What You Said Weeping angel with pinions trailing An head bowed low in your hands. Mourning angel with heartstrings waiting For one who in deaths hall stands, Mourning angel silence your wailing And raise your head from your hands, Weeping angel with pinions trailing, The white dove, promise, stands!

Trauernder Engel, in Schmerzen wartend auf einen, der vor dem Tode steht. I love my love and well she knows, I love the grass whereon she goes; If she on earth no more I see, My life will quickly leave me. Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me! Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea, Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie; Over the streamlet vapors are borne, Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.

O, nun heb du an, dort in deinem Moor 5. Sing on there in the swamp! O singer bashful and tender! Through the windows — through doors — burst like a ruthless force, Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation, Into the school where the scholar is studying; Leave not the bridegroom quiet — no happiness must he have now with his bride, Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, ploughing his field or gathering his grain, So fierce you whirr and pound you drums — so shrill you bugles blow.

Over the traffic of cities — over the rumble of wheels in the streets; Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? Would the talkers be talking? Would the singer attempt to sing? Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge?

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Then rattle quicker, heavier drums — you bugles wilder blow. Die Redner, wollen sie reden? Will der Anwalt sich him Gericht erheben, seinen Fall dem Richter darzulegen? Once riding in old Baltimore, Heart-filled, head-filled with glee; I saw a Baltimorean Keep looking straight at me.

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Da streckt er seine Zunge aus: I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. This is the land the sunset washes, These are the banks of the yellow sea; Where it rose, or whither it rushes, These are the western mystery! Night after night her purple traffic Strews the landing with opal bales; Merchantmen poise upon horizons, Dip, and vanish with fairy sails. Wild Nights — Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Rowing in Eden — Ah, the Sea! Might I but moor — Tonight — In Thee! Rudernd in Eden — Ach, das Meer! The Postponeless Creature Simple salute — and certain Recognition — Bold — were it Enemy — brief — were it friend — Dresses each House in Crape and Icicle — And carries on — out of it — to God —.

Pierrot Took his heart And hung it On a wayside wall. So Pierrot Took his heart And hid it Far away. Now people wonder Where his heart is Today.


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Und nun fragen sich die Leute, Wo sein Herz heute Geblieben ist. Lonely people In the lonely night Grab a lonely dream And hold it tight. Lonely people In the lonely day Work to salt Their dream away. The Rich Man The rich man has his motorcar, His country and his town estate.

Translation of “icicle” in German

He smokes a fifty cent cigar And jeers at fate. He frivols through the livelong day… He knows not Poverty, her pinch. His lot seems light, his heart seems gay, He has a cinch. Yet though my lamp burns low and dim, Though I must slave for livelihood… Think you that I would change with him? Yet bet I would! Er raucht Zigarren, die kosten viel, Das Schicksal lacht er aus. Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean forehead, and imperially slim. And he was rich — yes, richer than the king — And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place.

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So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. Lover divine and perfect Comrade, Waiting content, invisible yet, but certain, Be thou my God. Thou, thou, the Ideal Man, Fair, able, beautiful, content, and loving, Complete in body and dilate in spirit, Be thou my God.

Aught, aught of mightiesi, best I see, conceive, or know, To break the stagnant tie — the, thee to free, o soul, Be thou my God. Sei du mein Gott! Ich bring dir die Sonne in meinem Blick. I wish you bliss. I bring you the sun with my gaze. I feel your heart in my breast; I wish you more than vain delight. I feel and wish: I wish you gazes so free of longing, as though you bore the world in your bosom. I wish you gazes so full of desire, as though the earth were to be born anew.

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I wish you gazes full of that strength that makes spring out of winter. And may there each day glow throughout your house a bouquet of everything dear! Herzlich Lieben, mutig Hassen, ist denn alles, alles aus? Shall I leave you now, earth, happy family home? Love with heart, hate with spirit, is all that all past? Out the window through the linden trees it plays out like a dulcet greeting.

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