Friedrich Holderlin Quote
To the Parcae A single summer grant me, great powers, anda single autumn for fully ripened songthat, sated with the sweetness of myplaying, my heart may more willingly die.The soul that, living, did not attain its divineright cannot repose in the nether world.But once what I am bent on, what isholy, my poetry, is accomplished:Be welcome then, stillness of the shadows’ world!I shall be satisfied though my lyre will not
Friedrich Holderlin
To the Parcae A single summer grant me, great powers, anda single autumn for fully ripened songthat, sated with the sweetness of myplaying, my heart may more willingly die.The soul that, living, did not attain its divineright cannot repose in the nether world.But once what I am bent on, what isholy, my poetry, is accomplished:Be welcome then, stillness of the shadows’ world!I shall be satisfied though my lyre will not