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The big white clouds lay like stepping-stones in the sky's blue river, just as when she was a child. Their silver-gleaming brightness blinded her ... "Über allen Gipfeln ist Ruh ... warte nur ... balde ... ruhest ... du ..." she began to murmur, and stopped, awed by the immensity of the hush about her.
Warte nur, balde Ruhest Du auch. The doctor was very late. Rachel, who was going to the Watch Service, waited for the Bishop in the hall till he came out of his study with the curate, who had doubts. When the young man had left, Rachel said, hesitating: "I shall not go to the service if Dr. Brown does not arrive before then. Hugh was to have come with us.
Dame Nature hath her lent A warte upon her cheke, Who so lyst to seke In her vyságe a skar That semyth from afar Lyke to the radiant star, All with favour fret, So properly it is set.
and compare with its flute-like and treble quality the breadth, depth, and volume of the German in this inimitable stanza of Goethe's: Ueber alien Gipfeln Ist Ruh, In allen Wipfeln Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde. Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch.
'Die Vogelein schwei igem im Walde, I said. His face broke into a pleasant smile, and he replied: 'Warte nur, balde rubest du auch. 'Ach, he said in German, holding out his hand, 'you have come this way, when we thought you would go by Modane. I welcome you, for I know your exploits. You are Conradi, who did so nobly in Italy? I bowed. 'Yes, I am Conradi, I said. The Col of the Swallows
As I was standing beside it, a glorious choral, swelled by a hundred voices, came through the open windows, like a tribute to the genius of the great master. Having found my friend we went together to the Stern Warte, or Observatory, which gives a fine view of the country around the city, and in particular the battle field.
'Die vogelein schweigen im Walde, he said. The answer came from a clear, authoritative voice. 'Warte nur, balde ruhest du auch. Clearly some kind of password, for sane men don't talk about little birds in that kind of situation. It sounded to me like indifferent poetry. Then followed a conversation in low tones, of which I only caught odd phrases.
Come in at once to your lessons!" Or, at a different period, "Ou etes-vous donc, petite sotte?" Or at yet another period, "Warte nur, wenn ich dich erst habe!" As the voices came round one corner, I whisked in my noiseless clothes round the next, and it was only Fraulein Wundermacher, a person of resource, who discovered that all she needed for my successful circumvention was galoshes.
Has not every man and woman who has suffered sat thus by the window, looking out, seeing nothing, but still gazing blindly out hour after hour? Perhaps the quiet mother earth watches us, and whispers to our deaf ears: Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch.
THE tramp in Thuringen lasted four-and-twenty hours. By the end of the first walk, his three companions John Bancroft, James J. Higginson, and B. W. Crowninshield, all Boston and Harvard College like himself were satisfied with what they had seen, and when they sat down to rest on the spot where Goethe had written "Warte nur! balde Rubest du auch!"
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