Two Fragments
Love holds me captive again
and I tremble with bittersweet longing.
As a gale on the mountainside bends the oak tree
I am rocked by my love.
Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the…
Rain The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And…
The sun looks down on nothing half so good as a household laughing together over a meal.