Die falben Felder schlafen schon,
mein Herz nur wacht allein;
der Abend refft im Hafen schon
sein rotes Segel ein.

Traumselige Vigilie!
Jetzt wallt die Nacht durchs Land;
der Mond, die weiße Lilie
blüht auf in ihrer Hand.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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