\nGefoel wurdt foarmelik nei grutte smert -
\nDe Sinen stean, as Sarken, yn \u2019t gelid -
\nIt stramme Hert tinkt \u2018wie dat lijen Synt\u2019
\nEn \u2018wie it Juster of al Ieuwen lyn\u2019?<\/p>\n
De Fuotten gean wurkt\u00fachlik r\u00fbn -
\nIn Houten gong
\nFan Gr\u00fbn, of Lucht, hast Neat -
\nTem\u00fbk \u00fbntstien,
\nIn Kwartsen kalmte, as in stien -<\/p>\n
Dy St\u00fbne is fan Lead -
\nUntholden, is \u2019t passeard,
\nSa\u2019t wa\u2019t befriest, memoarje hat oan Snie -
\nNei - Kjeld - Ferd\u00f4ving - dan loslitte wat wie -<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
After great pain, a formal feeling comes -
\nThe Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -
\nThe stiff Heart questions \u2018was it He, that bore,\u2019
\nAnd \u2018Yesterday, or Centuries before\u2019?<\/p>\n
The Feet, mechanical, go round -
\nA Wooden way
\nOf Ground, or Air, or Ought -
\nRegardless grown,
\nA Quartz contentment, like a stone -<\/p>\n
This is the Hour of Lead -
\nRemembered, if outlived,
\nAs Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -
\nFirst - Chill - then Stupor - then the letting go -<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
F372 (J341)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Gefoel wurdt foarmelik nei grutte smert - De Sinen stean, as Sarken, yn \u2019t gelid - It stramme Hert tinkt \u2018wie dat lijen Synt\u2019 En \u2018wie it Juster of al Ieuwen lyn\u2019? De Fuotten gean wurkt\u00fachlik r\u00fbn - In … Fierder l\u00eaze