In all My Burden (translation and poem)
In all my burden, I am kept By a thousand bolted doors-- I met voices, there sounded, stepped As bells tolling across the moors. ¤ ¤ ¤ They came so strong from east and west From north, from south and all abreast; They came as birds in sun and fest And wings so lightly through forest.-- ¤ ¤ ¤ But... Sign in to see full entry.