BOOK IISOUL-FIRE
“‘... Yes, who am I? God wot!How often have I prayed to Heaven to tell me!—Who am I, God?—But Heaven itself is mute.Yet this I do know: whatsoe’er I be,Hero or weakling, demigod or beast,I am the outcast child of the bright SunThat longs for home!—A bundle of sorrow, weeping for the lightThat stretches out its radiant arms in vainAnd yearns for me!’”—Gerhardt Hauptmann, “The Sunken Bell,” Act V.
“‘... Yes, who am I? God wot!How often have I prayed to Heaven to tell me!—Who am I, God?—But Heaven itself is mute.Yet this I do know: whatsoe’er I be,Hero or weakling, demigod or beast,I am the outcast child of the bright SunThat longs for home!—A bundle of sorrow, weeping for the lightThat stretches out its radiant arms in vainAnd yearns for me!’”—Gerhardt Hauptmann, “The Sunken Bell,” Act V.
“‘... Yes, who am I? God wot!How often have I prayed to Heaven to tell me!—Who am I, God?—But Heaven itself is mute.Yet this I do know: whatsoe’er I be,Hero or weakling, demigod or beast,I am the outcast child of the bright SunThat longs for home!—A bundle of sorrow, weeping for the lightThat stretches out its radiant arms in vainAnd yearns for me!’”
“‘... Yes, who am I? God wot!
How often have I prayed to Heaven to tell me!—
Who am I, God?—But Heaven itself is mute.
Yet this I do know: whatsoe’er I be,
Hero or weakling, demigod or beast,
I am the outcast child of the bright Sun
That longs for home!—
A bundle of sorrow, weeping for the light
That stretches out its radiant arms in vain
And yearns for me!’”
—Gerhardt Hauptmann, “The Sunken Bell,” Act V.
—Gerhardt Hauptmann, “The Sunken Bell,” Act V.