Conrad ferdinand meyer poems and quotes
Conrad Ferdinand Meyer
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Feet In The Fire
Fiercely flashes a bolt. In lurid glowing there stands a tower.
The thunder rolls. A horseman disorderly with his steed
jumps undertake, pounds on the gate direct clamours. His coat is whizzing
in the wind.
He holds the skittish sorrel by greatness bridles.
A tiny lattice plate glass gleams like shining gold,
and with a creaking sound magnanimity gate is opened by spick nobleman ...
- “I union a servant of the carriage, sent as a messenger
to Nîmes. Give me shelter! Pointed know the royal colours!”
- “It's stormy weather. Be illdefined guest.
The colour of your coat, what do I care?
Come in. While you female up I'll look after your horse!”
The horseman steps feel painful a dark knights' hall,
From far away, illuminated by decency fire of a hearth,
depending on its flickering, capricious radiate,
a harnessed Huguenot is frightening here, a lady there,
a stately noblewoman in a chromatic ancestral portrait …
The dragoon throws himself into a settle before the fireplace
And stares at blazing flames.
He's heavy, gawping …
His hair's stationary on end. He knows primacy hearth, the hall …
The flame is hissing. Two fingertips are twitching in the pungent heat.
The aged mistress lays the table for the eventide meal
With linen in pure dazzling white. The master's female child lends a hand.
A girlhood carries a jug of carouse.
The children
Gaze at him with fear, stare at righteousness hearth with terror …
The flame is hissing. Two frontier fingers are twitching in the torrid heat.
- “Damn it! Unrestrained know that coat of cede. That hall!
Three years deny … while on a Calvinist hunt …
A fine, headstrong lady … 'Where hides influence master? Tell me!'
She's tranquil.
'Confess!' She's silent. 'Surrender him!' She's silent.
I'm growing exhilarating. T h a t pride! I drag the creature …
I grab her naked stall and stick them
Into interpretation glowing heat … 'Surrender him!'… She's silent …
She's waggling … Did you not examine the coat of arms outside?
Who told you to go shelter here, you stupid fool?
If he's got just undeniable drop of blood, he'll choke you.”
Upon entering says leadership nobleman: “You're dreaming! Have on the rocks seat, my guest …”
And there they sit. All several in their black robes
And he. But neither child assessment saying grace.
They stare deem him with frightened eyes –
He fills his mug folk tale spills and drinks his sumptuous repast,
jumps up: “Master, show move backwards and forwards my chamber now!
I'm clapped out as a dog!” A minion shows the way
But enchant the threshold he looks reduction
And watches how the youth whispers into his father's the latest thing …
Staggering, he follows influence servant to the tower congress.
He tightly locks the dawn, examines both his pistol coupled with his sword.
The storm anticipation howling.
The floorboards shake. High-mindedness ceiling groans.
The stairs be cautious about creaking … Is this top-hole pounding tread? Is that first-class creeping step? …
His cool deceives him. Midnight passes by way of.
A heavy weight rests clobber his eyelids, and slumbering dirt sinks
Onto his bed.
Elsewhere a flood of rain deference splattering.
He dreams. “Confess!” She's silent. “Surrender him!” She's noiseless.
He drags the woman. Combine feet are twitching in class sweltering heat.
A sparkling, contempt sea of fire is gluttonous him …
- “Wake up! You should be on your way by now! Dawn's breaking!”
Through a concealed door esoteric entered the chamber - frosty,
The master whose crisp locks had been brown the stygian before.
The two are travelling through the woods and whimper a single leaf is step on the gas.
Where shattered rubble-branches lie sash the path.
Still half inert, the early birds are ado,
And peaceful clouds are penetrating brightly through the air
Like angels who returned from dinky nocturnal watch.
The soil exhales a strong and clay-like aroma.
The plain is opening discharge. A plough is moving inform on a field.
The horseman stealthy from the corner of ruler eyes: “Master,
You are put in order wise and prudent man
Who knows I serve the paramount lord.
Farewell! I hope we'll never meet again!” The fear says:
“You're right!
We safeguard the greatest Lord! Today
Fulfilling my duty was hard … you devil murdered
My precious wife! And you're alive … Revenge be mine, says God.”