… and when I’m asked upon the life I saw
and thought, and felt, and cast in line and rhyme
amidst this world – immediate to God:
I did not less, perhaps, I did not more,
but sat and span my yarn, assembling time…
… and when I’m asked upon the life I saw
and thought, and felt, and cast in line and rhyme
amidst this world – immediate to God:
I did not less, perhaps, I did not more,
but sat and span my yarn, assembling time…
Vergänglichkeit. Wie bunt ist dieser Sommer,
Wie süß die Trauben meiner frischen Skizzen!
Entwürfe, Reime, Muster und Gesichter,
Aufm Kassenbon gekritzelte Notizen,
All die Begeisterung, all diese Wonne –
Es blüht, es quillt! – und morgen schon Geschichte…