s solemn as if I were going to prayers. The blue smoke looked like
incense. I folded my hands, I thanked God."
Little brother arose, his eyes bright with tears. He cast a wistful look
toward the apples in the chimney: "My old wife, little sister?"--
"Certainly, take them all, little brother, you are heartily
welcome to them."--"We are like children, my wife and I, we carry
tidbits to each other, now that our birds have all flown away."--"That
is right, old boy, and God keep thee!" I said. From the threshold the
words echoed back, "God keep thee!"
Translation of Miss H. Geist.
STRUGGLE AND PEACE
A quarter-century warfare woke
No sabre clash nor powder smoke,
No triumph song nor battle cry;
Their shields no templared knights stood by.
Though fought were many battles hot,
Of any fight the world knew not
How great the perils often grew--
God only knew.
Within my deepest soul-depths torn,
In hands and feet wounds bleeding borne,
Trodden beneath the chargers' tread,
How I endured, felt, suffered, bled,
How wept and groaned I in my woe,
When scoffed the malice-breathing foe,
How pierced his scorn my spirit through,
God only knew.
The evening nears; cool zephyrs blow;
The struggle wild doth weaker grow;
The air with scarce a sigh is filled
From the pale mouth; the blood is stilled.
Quieted now my bitter pain;
A faint star lights the heavenly plain;
Peace cometh after want and woe--
My God doth know.
DO THOU LOVE, TOO!
The waves they whisper
In Luna's glance,
Entrancing music
For the nixies' dance.
They beckon, smiling,
And wavewise woo,
While softly plashing:--
"Do thou love, too!"
In blossoming lindens
Doves fondly rear
Their tender fledglings
From year to year.
With never a pausing,
They bill and coo,
And twitter gently:--
"Do thou love, too!"
INVITATION
How long wilt stand outside and cower?
Come straight within, beloved guest.
The winds are fierce this wintry hour:
Come, stay awhile with me and rest.
You wander begging shelter vainly
A weary time from door to door;
I see what you have suffered plainly:
Come, rest with me and stray no more!
And nestle by me, trusting-hear
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