We plough the fields and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine And soft refreshing rain.Quote by Matthias Claudius about poetry, rain, god, good, good luck
To the night Maybe because you always have appeared The image of that fatal rest to me, O night! You come towards me so dear! Escorted by the summer clouds with glee And by the gentle breezes full of cheer.Quote by Ugo Foscolo about poetry, night