Littell's Living Age/Volume 136/Issue 1761/"Es stehen unbeweglich"


Immovable, unchanging,
The stars stand in the skies,
Upon each other gazing
With sad and loving eyes.

They speak throughout the ages
A speech so rich, so grand;
But none of all the sages
That speech can understand.

But I that speech have mastered,
Can all its meanings trace;
What for a grammar served me
Was my beloved’s face.

Blackwood's MagazineHeine.