Midsummer Night
Midsummernight without a moon, but the starsIn a serene bright multitude were there,Even the shyest ones, even the faint motes shiningLow in the north, under the Little Bear.When I have said, “This tragic farce I play inHas neither dignity, delight nor end,”The holy night draws all its stars around me,I am ashamed, I have betrayed my Friend.
Midsummernight without a moon, but the starsIn a serene bright multitude were there,Even the shyest ones, even the faint motes shiningLow in the north, under the Little Bear.When I have said, “This tragic farce I play inHas neither dignity, delight nor end,”The holy night draws all its stars around me,I am ashamed, I have betrayed my Friend.
Midsummernight without a moon, but the starsIn a serene bright multitude were there,Even the shyest ones, even the faint motes shiningLow in the north, under the Little Bear.
Midsummernight without a moon, but the stars
In a serene bright multitude were there,
Even the shyest ones, even the faint motes shining
Low in the north, under the Little Bear.
When I have said, “This tragic farce I play inHas neither dignity, delight nor end,”The holy night draws all its stars around me,I am ashamed, I have betrayed my Friend.
When I have said, “This tragic farce I play in
Has neither dignity, delight nor end,”
The holy night draws all its stars around me,
I am ashamed, I have betrayed my Friend.