Friday, 6 November 2015

Another Waking - Carl Spitteler

From the nightmare world of dream
I awakened with a scream.
Chime of bells and song of bird
Deep in budding woods I heard;
Broke the friendly golden day,
Fear and anguish fled away.

Come there will a time for me
When no day shall set me free,
When my only comfort shall
Lie in dreams fantastical,
When from darkling night I fain
Never would be waked again.

Carl Spitteler (1845 — 1924) Switzerland
Translated by Ethel Colburn Mayne

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