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Excerpt from GedichteDie Luft hat schlafen sich gelegt, Behaglich in das Moos gestreckt, Kein Rispeln, das die Krauter regt, Kein Seufzer, der die Halme weckt. Nur eine Wolke traumt mitunter Am blassen Horizont hinunter, Dort, wo das Tannicht überm Wall Die dunkeln Kandelaber streckt.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.