Thus the sons of earth now drink in The fire of heaven without danger. And it is our duty, poets, to
Thus the sons of earth now drink in The fire of heaven without danger. And it is our duty, poets, to stand Bare-headed under the storms of God, Grasping with our own hand The Father’s beam itself, And to offer the gift of heaven, Wrapped in song, to the people.Friedrich Holderlin -- source link
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