Dornburg, 25th August, 1828. <br /> <br />WILT thou suddenly enshroud thee, <br /> <br />Who this moment wert so nigh? <br />Heavy rising masses cloud thee, <br /> <br />Thou art hidden from mine eye. <br /> <br />Yet my sadness thou well knowest, <br /> <br />Gleaming sweetly as a star! <br />That I'm loved, 'tis thou that showest, <br /> <br />Though my loved one may be far. <br /> <br />Upward mount then! clearer, milder, <br /> <br />Robed in splendour far more bright! <br />Though my heart with grief throbs wilder, <br /> <br />Fraught with rapture is the night!<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-the-rising-full-moon/
