Poems (Waldenburg)/Appreciation

For works with similar titles, see Appreciation.

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APPRECIATION. HAMMERLING.
Cast not away to the darkness the chalice,From which the bliss-laden fountain has streamed;Holy forever to thee be the bosomWhere, in the heaven of love, thou hast dreamed!
Though long has passed the wild passion and fever,Soil not the fountain that cooled thy fierce breath;Let the wind scatter the withering flower,He were a wretch who would trample its death.
Drink the last drops of joys, once deemed immortalGrateful as when the first draught filled thy soul;Wreathing with flowers the heart's closing portalThat gave thee its treasure of trust and of love,
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Though bliss has vanished, still guard thou 'till dying,What thou hast joyed in, and what thou hast dreamed;Cast not away to the darkness the chaliceFrom which the bliss-laden fountain has streamed!

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