Nightfall

We present this work in honor of the poet’s 145th birthday.

Princess Mathilde of Bavaria
German
1877 – 1906

 

Sadly and slowly the long day dies,
All golden and crimson flame the skies,
And the silvery moon climbs high.

I’m searching, and yearning, and weeping low
For happiness which I can not know;
For hopes that have passed me by.

Translation by John Heard, Jr.

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