Classic Poem

Ein Reiter durch das Bergthal zieht

A horseman through a valley rode
Singing a solemn stave:
" Am I nearer now to my true love's arms,
Or am I nearer the grave?
There was no answer, save
" Nearer, the grave. "

And farther still the horseman rode,
And a sigh broke from his breast:
" Though I must pass to my last abode,
Perhaps the grave brings rest. "
And echo half-expressed
" The grave brings rest. "

The horseman wept a single tear
And from his cheek it fell,
" And if in the grave there's rest for me
Then all in the grave is well. "
And echo rose to tell
" The grave is well. "