Immer wieder stößt man
auf Wagner-Gedichte. Hier ein englisches von Maurice Baring (1874 – 1945), aus
seiner Sammlung Poems 1914 – 1919:
WAGNER
O strange awakening to a
world of gloom,
And baffled moonbeams and
delirious stars,
Of souls that moan behind
forbidden bars,
And waving forests swept by
wings of doom;
Of heroes falling in
unhappy fight,
And winged messengers from
eyries dim;
And mountains ringed with
flame, and shapes that swim
In the deep river’s green
translucent night.
O restless soul, for ever
seeking bliss,
Thirsty for ever and
unsatisfied,
Whether the woodland starts
to the echoing horn,
Or dying Tristram moans by
shores forlorn,
Or Siegfried rides through
fire to wake his bride,
And shakes the whirling planets with a kiss.
And shakes the whirling planets with a kiss.
