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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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