Classic Poem

Nacht liegt auf den fremden Wegen

Night lies on the strange, dark roadways;
Weary limbs and heart distress me . . .
Ah, sweet moon, through you my load weighs
Lighter; as your soft beams bless me.

Radiant moon, your gentle wonder
Sends Night's ancient terrors reeling;
All my fears are torn asunder,
And the happy tears come healing.