Friedrich Holderlin(20 March 1770 - 6 June 1843 / Germany)
Hyperion's Song Of Destiny
- by Friedrich Holderlin9
Holy spirits, you walk up there in the light, on soft earth. Shining god-like breezes touch upon you gently, as a woman's fingers play music on holy strings.
Like sleeping infants the gods breathe without any plan; the spirit flourishes continually in them, chastely kept, as in a small bud, and their holy eyes look out in still eternal clearness.
A place to rest isn't given to us. Suffering humans decline and blindly fall from one hour to the next, like water thrown from cliff to cliff, year after year, down into the Unknown.
- by Friedrich Holderlin3
The open day is bright with pictures for everyone, when green fields appear on the distant plain, before the light of evening yields to twilight, and reflections of light alleviate the noise of the day. The inner being of the world often appears clouded and hidden, and people's minds are full of doubts and irritation, but splendid nature cheers up their days, and doubt's dark questions stay distant.
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