"Grimmige Kälte Sauset hernieder, Womit nur deck ich Des Kindleins Glieder! O all ihr Engel, Die ihr geflügelt Wandelt im Wind, Stillet die Wipfel! Es schlummert mein kind." (E. von Geibel, no title in Spanisches Liederbuch) Leuven (B)
“The man that is open of heart to his neighbour,
And stops to consider his likes and dislikes,
His blood shall be wholesome whatever his labour,
His luck shall be with him whatever he strikes.
The Splendour of Morning shall dully possess him,
That he may not be sad at the falling of eve.
And, when he has done with mere living–God bless him!–
A many shall sigh, and one Woman shall grieve!”
(R. Kipling in Neighbours)
“This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past
The forms that once have been.
The Past and Present here unite
Beneath Time’s flowing tide,
Like footprints hidden by a brook,
But seen on either side.”
(H.W. Longfellow in A gleam of sunshine)