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Eve lets down her veil,

The white fog creeps from bush to bush about, The west unflushes, the high stars grow bright, And in the scattered farms the lights come out.

The moving Moon went up the sky
And nowhere did abide;

Softly she was going up,

And a star or two beside

Arnold

Coleridge

EVENING

ÜBER ALLEN GIPFELN

Ü

BER allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh,

In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du

Kaum einen Hauch;

Die Vöglein schweigen in Walde.

Warte nur, balde

Ruhest du auch.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

IT IS A BEAUTEOUS EVENING, CALM AND

FREE

T is a beauteous evening, calm and free;
The holy time is quiet as a Nun,

IT

Breathless with adoration; the broad sun

Is sinking down in its tranquillity;

The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake,

And doth with his eternal motion make

A sound like thunder-everlastingly.

Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me

here,

If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,
Thy nature is not therefore less divine:
Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year;
And worship'st at the Temple's inner shrine,
God being with thee when we know it not.

William Wordsworth

THE GREAT BREATH

TS edges foamed with amethyst and rose,
Withers once more the old blue flower of
day:

There where the ether like a diamond glows
Its petals fade away.

A shadowy tumult stirs the dusky air;
Sparkle the delicate dews, the distant snows;
The great deep thrills, for through it every-
where

The breath of Beauty blows.

I saw how all the trembling ages past,
Moulded to her by deep and deeper breath,
Neared to the hour when Beauty breathes her

last

And knows herself in death.

George William Russell

T

TO THE EVENING STAR

HOU fair-haired Angel of the Evening,

Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains,
light

Thy bright torch of love thy radiant crown
Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!
Smile on our loves; and while thou drawest the
Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew
On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes
In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on
The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering

eyes,

And wash the dusk with silver.- Soon, full

soon,

Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide, And the lion glares through the dun forest. The fleeces of our flocks are covered with Thy sacred dew: protect them with thy influence!

William Blake

TH

NIGHT

HE sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;

The birds are silent in their nest,

And I must seek for mine.

The moon, like a flower

In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight,

Sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy grove,

Where flocks have ta'en delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent move
The feet of angels bright;

Unseen, they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest
Where birds are covered warm;

They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm:

If they see any weeping

That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.

William Blake

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ABSCHIED

BENDLICH schon rauscht der Wald
Aus den tiefen Gründen,

Droben wird der Herr nun bald
An die Sterne zünden,

Wie so stille in den Schlünden,
Abendlich nur rauscht der Wald.

Alles geht zu seiner Ruh,
Wald und Welt versausen,
Schauernd hört der Wandrer zu,
Sehnt sich recht nach Hause,
Hier in Waldes grüner Klause,
Herz, geh' endlich auch zur Ruh!

Joseph von Eichendorff

SWEET AND LOW

WEET and low, sweet and low,

S

Wind of the western sea,

Low, low, breathe and blow,

Wind of the western sea!

Over the rolling waters go,

Come from the dying moon, and blow,

Blow him again to me;

While my little one, while my pretty.

one, sleeps.

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