Holderlin’s Spring …

When new enchantment sprouts in the meadowlands,

And when the view grows lovelier once again

And over hills where trees are verdant

Breezes more bright and small clouds are passing.

O what a joy it is for humankind! Content

The lonely walk on river-banks, peace, delight

And bliss of healthy vigour bloom, and

Not far away is kind-hearted laughter

‘Walk on the Beach’ Bastida

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