Hermann Hesse

Hermann Hesse

Ге́рман Ге́ссе (нем. Hermann Hesse; 2 июля 1877, Кальв, Германская империя — 9 августа 1962, Монтаньола, Швейцария) — немецкий писатель и художник, лауреат Нобелевской премии (1946).
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#without you1 мин. чтения

Without You

My Pillow gazes upon me at
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so
To be alone,

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Lying In Grass

Is this everything now, the quick delusions of flowers,
And the down colors of the bright summer meadow,
The soft blue spread of heaven, the bees' song,
Is this everything only a

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The Poet

Only on me, the lonely one,
The unending stars of the night shine,
The stone fountain whispers its magic song,
To me alone, to me the lonely

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#know1 мин. чтения

I Know You Walk--

I walk so often, late, along the streets,
Lower my gaze, and hurry, full of dread,
Suddenly, silently, you still might
And I would have to gaze on all your

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#thinking2 мин. чтения

Thinking Of A Friend At Night

In this evil year, autumn comes early…I walk by night in the field, alone, the rain clatters,
The wind on my hat…And you
And you, my friend
You are standing—maybe—and seeing the sickle

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#across1 мин. чтения

Across The fields

Across the sky, the clouds move,
Across the fields, the wind,
Across the fields the lost
Of my mother wanders

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Lonesome Night

You brothers, who are mine,
Poor people, near and far,
Longing for every star,
Dream of relief from pain,

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#stages2 мин. чтения

Stages

As every flower fades and as all
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever

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In Secret We Thirst

Graceful, spiritual,with the gentleness of arabesquesour life is similarto the existence of fairiesthat spin in soft cadencearound nothingnessto which we sacrificethe here and
Dreams of beauty, youthful joylike a breath in pure harmonywith th...

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#journey1 мин. чтения

On A Journey

Don't be downcast, soon the night will come,
When we can see the cool moon laughing in
Over the faint countryside,
And we rest, hand in hand

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#how1 мин. чтения

How Heavy The Days

How heavy the days are
There's not a fire that can warm me,
Not a sun to laugh with me,
Everything bare,

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