European Elegies/Autumn (2)/Wanderer's evensong

93.WANDERER'S EVENSONG


Over all peaks slow peace
Descends;
In every branch the breeze
Now ends
Its sighing sweep.
The birds in the wildwood are sleeping.
Cease, heart, thy weeping!—
Thou, too shalt sleep.


From the German of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.