Globusspiel

Chiron

Light, thoughtful light, where are you, who always must go aside at times, where are you? My heart

Is awake but the astounding night

Thwarts me in anger still. I used to go

For autumn into the woods, I was soft and shy,

I listened by the hill and never in vain,

Never once did your birds deceive me

And almost all too eagerly you came

Wanting the refreshment of my garden or

A fool or my counsel for your heart, oh light

Where are you? My heart has woken but

Still I am shut in by the heartless night.

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Friedrich Hölderlin: Complete Works . Small Stuttgart Edition, 6 volumes, Volume 2, published by Friedrich Beissner, Stuttgart: Cotta, 1953, p. 59