Kulturtempel

"ARTIST'S LIFE"

Of all the waltzes the great Strauss wrote,
Mad with melody, rhythm-rife
From the very first to the final note,
Give me his "Artist's Life" !

It stirs my blood to my finger ends,
Thrills me and fills me with vague unrest,
And all that is seetest and saddest blends
Togehter within my breast.

It brings back that night in the dim arcade,
In love's sweet morning and life's best prime,
When te great brass orchestra played and played,
And set our thoughts to rhyme.

It brings back that winter of mad delights,
Of leaping pulses and tripping feet,
And those languid moon-washed Summer nights
When we heard the band in the street.

It brings back rapture and glee and glow,
It brings back passion and pain nad strife,
And so of all the waltzes I know,
Give me the "Artist's Life."

For it is so full of the dear old time—
So full of the dear old friends I knew.
And under its rhythm, and lilt, and rhyme,
I am always finding—you.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)
Aus: Poems of Life



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