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126 Now the beloved, round lamp-moon lights up in the house. And now it’s going out, gapes like a wound. How little our lives are here and how vast the nothingness. The heavens, weary of light, to snow gave all they possess. The two tall trees incline their heads, as though to converse. Clouds drift through the stillness, dance through the universe. Walser / Hamburger 12In Moonlight I thought when the night was deep that the stars must be singing, for, roused from my sleep, I heard a gentle ringing. But it was a little harp that pierced the walls of my room, and through the cold, the sharp night it rang out like doom. I thought of vain struggles, vain clinging, the prayer, the curse breathed away, and long I still heard the singing, long awake I lay.
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TwoMemorial Noteson Michael Hamburger AnthonyRudolf Michael Hamburger was born on March 22 (the date of Goethe’s death) anddiedonJune 7(the date of Höölderlin’s death). The passing of this fine poet and distinguished translator of, amongothers, the two greatest Germanpoets before Rilke has prompteda versionof the followingnote, whichis toaccompanythe page of acknowledgments inthe memoirI’mworkingon. Michael was my German expert for many years, just as HyamMaccobywasmyJudaismandBibleexpert. Hyamdied beforeIstarted thebook, andsadlyIhadtofindareplacement, Howard Cooper, who has stepped into his shoes with distinction. I knowother Germanexperts –JohnFelstiner, DavidConstantine, IngeElseLaird, Bill Jackson, Christopher Middleton–whocouldandwouldserveastheofficial adviser, butitisaparticularwrenchtoloseMichael, afriendforforty years. His deathdidnot fully hit me whenDinahLivingstone phonedwiththenews, norwhenIspoketohiswifeAnne, nor whenIwasconsultedonacoupleof detailsbytwobroadsheet obituarypages. Butitdidhitmeafewdayslater, whenIhad

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TwoMemorial Noteson Michael Hamburger

AnthonyRudolf

Michael Hamburger was born on March 22 (the date of Goethe’s death) anddiedonJune 7(the date of Höölderlin’s death). The passing of this fine poet and distinguished translator of, amongothers, the two greatest Germanpoets before Rilke has prompteda versionof the followingnote, whichis toaccompanythe page of acknowledgments inthe memoirI’mworkingon. Michael was my German expert for many years, just as HyamMaccobywasmyJudaismandBibleexpert. Hyamdied beforeIstarted thebook, andsadlyIhadtofindareplacement, Howard Cooper, who has stepped into his shoes with distinction. I knowother Germanexperts –JohnFelstiner, DavidConstantine, IngeElseLaird, Bill Jackson, Christopher Middleton–whocouldandwouldserveastheofficial adviser, butitisaparticularwrenchtoloseMichael, afriendforforty years. His deathdidnot fully hit me whenDinahLivingstone phonedwiththenews, norwhenIspoketohiswifeAnne, nor whenIwasconsultedonacoupleof detailsbytwobroadsheet obituarypages. Butitdidhitmeafewdayslater, whenIhad

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