The Invitation

I leave this notice on my door

For each accustom’d visitor:—

‘I am gone into the fields

To take what this sweet hour yields.'

Radiant Sister of the Day,

Awake! arise! and come away!

Where the lawns and pastures be,

And the sandhills of the sea;

Where the melting hoar-frost wets

The daisy-star that never sets,

And wind-flowers, and violets

Which yet join not scent to hue,

Crown the pale year weak and new;

When the night is left behind

In the deep east, dun and blind,

And the blue noon is over us,

And the multitudinous

Billows murmur at our feet

Where the earth and ocean meet,

And all things seem only one

In the universal sun.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Urlicht

I am from God and shall return to God.

The loving God will grant me a little light,

Which will light me into that eternal blissful life.

—from Des Knaben Wunderhorn