from a fairy
This strange creature was in his residence days night and no rest seemed to him always, he hears incessantly in his ears the wheel of time take its roaring reversal. He could do before din nothing, nothing to make, the great fear which he strained in perpetual work prevented him to see anything and to hear as how to roar, with a mighty storm wind rushing the terrible wheel turned and then turned the up to the stars and handed over. Like a waterfall drowned out by thousands and thousands of roaring streams tumbling down from heaven, poured ever, ever, without current standstill without the tranquility of a second, so it in his ears, and all his senses were powerful only hingewandt out its working fear was getting more and more into the maelstrom of wild confusion seized and dragged, always immense overgrown the monotonous tones of each other: he could not rest now, but you saw him day and night in the most strenuous, violent movement, as a person, is trying to turn a huge wheel. - From his broken, wild speeches it was learned that he felt moved away from the wheel, that he would come the raging, lightning fast turnaround with the whole effort of his body to help to make the time so do not come into danger, just a moment . stillzustehn
wilhelm heinrich Wackenroder: a wonderful all eastern fairy of a naked holy.
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