The Same

[Written at night on the Kickelhahn,a hill in the forest of Ilmenau,on the walls of a little hermitage where Goethe composed the last act of his Iphigenia.]

HUSH’d on the hill

Is the breeze;

Scarce by the zephyr[211]

The trees

Softly are press’d;

The woodbird’s asleep on the bough.

Wait,then,and thou

Soon wilt find rest.

1783.