Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893.
AppendixII. Unacknowledged and Uncollected Translations. The Stars
By Martin Opitz
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Frees from labor man and beast,
Brings to all the wished-for rest,
And the sorrow to my breast.
Shine the little stars of gold;
Glad are all things far and wide;—
I alone in grief abide.
Seek I in the starry train;
And these stars that do not rise
Are my darling’s lovely eyes.
Dim to me the stars appear.
Since is hidden from my sight
Kunigund, my heaven of light.
Over me those suns divine,
Then it seemeth best to me
Neither moon nor stars should be.