Tag: litter

August 11, 2016 What has been left

The wayside seat

The wayside seat

“It stands, safe sheltered from sun and breeze,
That wayside seat ‘neath the drooping trees,
With a welcome true for all who pass,
From the travelling priest to the village lass.
The old wife resting from steps of pain,
Or pedlar counting his modest gain.
“Stay, stay,” it seems to say,
“Rest and peace to borrow;
Here awhile
Pause and smile,
Though you tire to-morrow!””

(E. Walton in The wayside seat)
Liège-Vottem (B)

July 29, 2016 What has been left

The path of living has lost its way

The path of living has lost its way

"Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me
Through the valley-depths of shade,
Of bright and dark obscurity;
Where the path has lost its way,
Where the sun forgets the day,
Where there's nor light nor life to see,
Sweet maiden, wilt thou go with me?"

(J. Clare in Invitation to Eternity)
Namur (B)
June 20, 2016 What has been left

The seat of the watchman at the basement

The seat of the watchman of the basement

"Herr dieses Hauses!
Dein Keller birgt die Fülle des goldenen Weins!
Hier, diese Laute nenn' ich mein!
Die Laute schlagen und die Gläser leeren,
Das sind die Dinge, die zusammen passen.
Ein voller Becher Weins zur rechten Zeit
Ist mehr wert als alle Reiche dieser Erde!
Dunkel is das Leben, ist der Tod."

(H. Bethge in Das Trinklied vom Jammer der Erde)
Namur (B)

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