«When curtains of house fall down, / And the lamps' mitigating light / Makes peaceful all shadows around, / I hear the song of delight. I needn't the astonishing glow, / The beauty and great of the sky. / A curtain, fall down, fall low! / The world, go out and fly! I have here my books ...»
«He stood on the cliff and the wind in his face there was mocking / And chucking with thistle-like prickles its spraying and foaming. / The billow arose and then crumbled, white-headed. And knocking / The sea at the granite sheer walls it slapped in the gloaming. And tacking beyond there a sai...»
«The river-time, in its fast currents, / Bears away all people’s deals, / And drowns kingdoms, kings, and countries, / In the forgetfulness’ abyss. And if, due pipes’ or lyres’ greatness, / Shall anything remain of that, / It shall be gobbled by the endless, / And shall not dodge...»
«He’s risen — Highest God — to do the judgment, fair, / Of the earthly ones in their whole band; / How long — he sad — how long will you else spare / The unjust and wicked people in your land. Your sacred duty is to make support for laws, / To make no favor to the strongest ones...»