“To the Parcae A single summer grant me, great powers, and a single autumn for fully ripened song that, sated with the sweetness of my playing, my heart may more willingly die. The soul that, living, did not attain its divine right cannot repose in the nether world. But once what I am bent on, what is holy, my poetry, is accomplished: Be welcome then, stillness of the shadows world! I shall be satisfied though my lyre will not accompany me down there. Once I lived like the gods, and more is not needed.” — Friedrich Hlderlin
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