Thus the sons of earth now drink in The fire of heaven without danger. And it is our duty, poets, to stand Bare-headed under the storms of God, Grasping with our own hand The Father's beam itself, And to offer the gift of heaven, Wrapped in song, to the people.From “As On a Holiday” (“Wie Wenn am Feiertage”)
-Friedrich Hölderlin
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