Lift not the painted veil / für Shelley

Engel der Geschichte

Siebzehnter Engel

 

PW 146

Höhe 27 cm

2015


Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe
With colours idly spread,--behind, lurk Fear
And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
I knew one who had lifted it--he sought,
For his lost heart was tender, things to love,
But found them not, alas! nor was there aught
The world contains, the which he could approve.
Through the unheeding many he did move,
A splendour among shadows, a bright blot
Upon this gloomy scene, a Spirit that strove
For truth, and like the Preacher found it not.

Jean Molitor und Heidrun Feistner / Tafel zu Lift not the painted veil
Jean Molitor und Heidrun Feistner / Tafel zu Lift not the painted veil