Like a premonition of death, darkness covers the land,and envelops the valley in its sombre shroud; the soul that longs for the highest grounds,is fearful of the darkness before it takes flight. There you are, oh loveliest star, your soft light you send into the distance; your beam pierces the gloomy shroudand you show the way out of the valley. Oh, my gracious evening star,I always greet you like happily:with my heart that she never betrayedtake to her as she drifts past you,when she soars from this earthly vale,to transform into blessed angel!
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 09:43:06 +0000
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