Kultur
Der Saiten Klang...
Der Saiten Klang am meisten eine Seele rührt Wenn sie im Schwingen lang ein leises Seufzen spürt Frei nach Robert Herricks "Soft Music".
Kultur
"On himselfe", poem by Robert Herrick (1591-1674)
HERE down my wearyed limbs Ile lay My Pilgrims staffe; my weed of gray: My Palmers hat; my Scallops shell; My Crosse; my Cord; and all farewell. For having now my journey done, (Just at the setting of the Sun) Here I have found a Chamber fit, (God and good friends be thankt for it) Where if I can a lodger be A little while from Tramplers free; At my up-rising next, I shall, If not requite, yet thank ye all. Meanewhile, the Holy-Rood hence fright The fouler Fiend, and evill Spright, From scaring...