Conrad ferdinand meyer poems for funerals

The Best Poem Of Conrad Ferdinand Meyer

Feet In The Fire

Fiercely flashes a bolt. In lurid light there stands a tower.

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The thunder rolls. A horseman fighting with his steed
jumps off, pounds on the gate and clamours. His coat is whizzing
in the wind. He holds the skittish sorrel by the bridles.

Conrad ferdinand meyer poems for funerals and memorial

A tiny lattice window gleams like shining gold,
and with a creaking sound the gate is opened by a nobleman ...

- “I am a servant of the king, sent as a messenger
to Nîmes. Give me shelter! You know the royal colours!”
- “It's stormy weather.

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Be my guest. The colour of your coat, what do I care?
Come in. While you warm up I'll look after your horse!”
The horseman steps into a dark knights' hall,
From far away, illuminated by the fire of a hearth,
depending on its flickering, capricious light,
a harnessed Huguenot is looming here, a lady there,
a stately noblewoman in a brown ancestral portrait …
The horseman throws himself into a chair before the