Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans. A Harvest of German Verse. 1916.
By Marsh SongNikolaus Lenau (Pseud. for Nikolaus Niembsch Edler von Strehlenau) (18021850)
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And the moon with silver sheen
Weaves upon it pallid roses
In the sedges’ wreath of green.
Upward in the darkness glance,
Wildfowl in the sedge are stirring,
Now and then, as in a trance.
Through my soul’s depth unaware
Tender thoughts of thee are going,
Like a silent evening prayer.