Remember thou the debtor art
And who might claim from thee a part
In all the gifts that earth can bring.
If through thy life the streams of blessing
In golden fulness gently glide,
Let none about thy window pressing,
Gaze on thy feast unsatisfied.
Fright not the wild bird from his singing.
Behind thee let some gleaning ears abide,
And in thy vineyard leave some clusters clinging.
Hermann (Ritter von) Lingg (1820 – 1905) Germany
Translated by Lois Saunders
Source: Strangers and foreigners being translations from the French, Italian, German and Middle High German : done into English verse, Lois Saunders, Saunders, 1912
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