SWEET CONTENT RT thou poor, yet hast thou golden slum A bers? O sweet content! Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplex'd? Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vex'd O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet con- Work apace, apace, apace, apace; Then hey nonny, nonny-hey nonny, nonny! Canst drink the waters of the crispèd spring? O sweet content! Swim'st thou in wealth, yet sink'st in thine own tears? O punishment! Then he that patiently want's burden bears, O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet con- Work apace, apace, apace, apace; Then hey nonny, nonny - hey nonny, nonny! Thomas Dekker 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 Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside Arnold Coleridge EVENING ÜBER ALLEN GIPFELN ÜBE 'BER allen Gipfeln In allen Wipfeln 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; 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, William Wordsworth |