Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans. A Harvest of German Verse. 1916.
By The WorkmanRichard Dehmel (18631920)
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My wife!
And work we’ve for two—all our own to call,
And rain and the wind and the sunshine mild.
We are lacking now but one thing small
To be as free as the birds so wild:
Time—that’s all!
My child,
And see how the swallows to and fro
Are shooting over the grain-stalks tall,
Oh, we lack not clothes, though our share is small,
To be as fair as the birds so wild:
Time—that’s all.
We people!
Eternity our own to call—
That’s what we lack, my wife, my child,
And all that blooms through us, the small,
To make us gay as the birds so wild:
Time—that’s all.