““Come! into the open, friend! admittedly only a little is gleaming today down and narrowly the heaven is enclosing us. Neither the mountains have yet risen of the forest the peak as wished and empty the air is resting of singing It’s dull today, the ways and lanes are slumbering and nearly it may seem to me to be as in the leaden time. Nevertheless the wish succeeds, true believers don’t have doubts about One hour and to the pleasure the day must furthermore be dedicated.””
