“Not for me the other dogs, running by my side,
Some have run a short while, but none of them would bide.
Wide wind, and wild stars, and the hunger of the quest!”
(I. Rutherford McLeod in I’m a lean dog, a keen dog …)
Liège (B)
A dancing queen
Chairs at the window
I’ll wait at my window
“I know well he will not glance up once at my window;
I know he will pass out of my sight in the twinkling of an eye;
only the vanishing strain of the flute
will come sobbing to me from afar.
But the young Prince will pass by our door,
and I will put on my best for the moment.”
(R. Tagore in O mother, the young Prince is to pass by …)
Verviers (B)
