2.
Being at one is god-like and good, but human, too human, the maniaWhich insists there is only the One, one country, one truth, and one way.
Friedrich Holderlin
6.
The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely sobering water.But where, with winter come, am ITo find, alas, the floweres, and whereThe sunshineAnd the shadow of the world?Cold the walls standAnd the wordless, in the windThe weathercocks are rattling.
Friedrich Holderlin