The swimming dog chair

"Days of joy, how have ye fled?
Joy immortal, are ye dead?
Is there nothing that can hold you?
Can my limp arms not enfold you?
Days of floating on the stream,
Softly lapped as in a dream,
With the white clouds swimming slowly
In an ether pure and holy!"

(A. Schaffer in A summer vacation)
Wandre (B)

After that happy meal

"Als Mahl beganns. Und ist ein Fest geworden, 
kaum weiß man wie. 
Die hohen Flammen flackten, die Stimmen schwirrten, 
wirre Lieder klirrten aus Glas und Glanz, 
und endlich aus den reifgewordnen Takten:
entsprang der Tanz. Und alle riß er hin."

(R.M. Rilke in Die Weise von Liebe und Tod des Cornets Christoph Rilke)
Seraing (B)

Die hard … Die harder!

“Prepare to hate me fall when I may
This night will hurt you like never before

Old loves they die hard
Old lies they die harder

I wish I had an angel
For one moment of love …”

(Nightwish in I wish I had an Angel)
Hitfeld (D)

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