61 TAKE my wine in my own cup, friend. It loses its wreath of foam when poured into that of others. 62

If baby only wanted to, he could fly up… It is not for nothing that he does not l… He loves to rest his head on mother’s bo… bear to lose sight of her. Baby know all manner of wise words, thou…

This is my prayer to thee, my lord——stri… strike at the root of penury in my heart… Give me the strength lightly to bear my… Give me the strength to make my love fru… Give me the strength never to disown the…

Ah me, why did they build my house by th… They moor their laden boats near my tree… They come and go and wander at their wil… I sit and watch them; my time wears on. Turn them away I cannot. And thus my da…

If I were only a little puppy, not your… you say “No” to me if I tried to eat fr… Would you drive me off, saying to me, “… little puppy?” Then go, mother, go! I will never come…

I know that the day will come when my sight of this earth shall be los… and life will take its leave in silence, drawing the last curtain over my eyes. Yet stars will watch at night,

By all means they try to hold me secure… But it is otherwise with thy love which… and thou keepest me free. Lest I forget them they never venture t… But day passes by after day and thou art…

There is room for you. You are alone wi… My boat is crowded, it is heavily laden,… away? Your young body is slim and swayin… smile in the edge of your eyes, and your… rain cloud.

Let only that little be left of me whereby I may name thee my all. Let only that little be left of my will whereby I may feel thee on every side, and come to thee in everything,

II Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only t… In the gloom of the deepening night take… I will spread myself out at your feet an… Make my life glad with nothing.

Ah, who was it coloured that little froc… your sweet limbs with that little red tu… You have come out in the morning to play… tottering and tumbling as you run. But who was it coloured that little froc…

Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair. I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look…

Things throng and laugh loud in the sky;… and whirl like children. Man’s mind is a… thoughts long to be the playmates of thi… Our dreams, drifting in the stream of th… arms to clutch the earth, —their efforts…