New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1844-05-15
NUREMBERG.
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Is the valley othe Pesn. where across broad meadow ards
Rise the blue FIauconan MOUNTAINS Nurembes The ce,
stands. i'oag,
Guam; oil ofoi ard irac Quaint old town of
Memories haunt thy pointed gables Ike the rocks Lat round
1''''' '''''"7 tbald.
Memories OF the Middle Ages vixen the Eolperors rough and
Had then dwelling thy Castes tncdetyns. ceatu! Old
And thy brave and thrifty buIs hers boasi in ik uncou,h
rhyme. feline i
Tint their g.ca, Imperial Cy schei It's hard ;boush every
I, the othe Castle bound with many al iron baad
Waves the mighty linden planted ~ Queen Cun unde aad
ON the square the orel window VII u DAYS
the poc; SeIchOE singing kaiseE A@1smans prse.ta
Every where see around me the ,cndrous world of Art
Fountains wrouch, with richest scupSu-s Standing COM
mart. lsto,e,
And above cathedral doorways and bishops carved in
By former age commissioned as apossts to on.
In the church OF ,ained Sebad sleeps ezshned his holy dust
And bronze the Twelve Apostles suad from age then
trust:
Like the oamy shea o.. fountains ug though the painted
air.l3l
Here, when AT was still Religion wit, simple .eve.en
Lived and abored Aibieclt Durc the Evangelist AIT;
Hence silence and sorrow. tong sail with busy hand
Like em:ran he wandered. seeking for the Better Land
Emrrcr the inscription The tomb stone where he lies
Dead he is notbu departed-or the Arts, dies
Faer the city and the sunshine fair
Tina, he has tod tina: he bIea,c
Id,mal lanes
through these tcc broad and stately obscure and
Walked yore asteHnSers, chanting rude poetic n,n
From and sunless suburbs, they the r enGy
guild. lows build.
Building nests in Fames great temple. in spous the
A, the weaver Piled the shuttle, wove 100 the mystic rhyme
And the smith his hammered To the anvs chime
Thanking God whose bound!es wisdom makes the flowers
poesy bloom
In the orges du, and cnders in the tissues OF the loom.
Here Hans sach the cobbcrpoe laureate of the eentec a
Wise.t of the Twelve Wise Masters. huge folio, sang and
laughed ~
Blu, his house now an achouse with nicely sand ed floor
And garland in the window andh face above the door
Painted BIZ some humble artist ms in Adam Puschm ans song
As the old man graz and dove Ike with his great beard white
and long.
And OF nigh, the mechanic comes TO down cur and
ouaing ale from pewter ankayd in The Master. antique
char.
Vanished the ancient sp!cnda ana before y dreamy eye
Wave these mlnglns shapes and figures like faded apes,ry
Not thy Councils not thy kai,es win for thee the worlds
But thy paine, Abrech Drer and Hans Sachs thy cobbe.
bard.
Thus o Nuremberg. wanderer from region far away.
As he paced thy and court yards sung thought his
careless lay
Gathering from the pavement, crevcs lowerc of the
soil.
The nobility labor, the long pedigree Of tol.
a. The old popular provcrb in rh,m me-
Nuremberg hand
Goes through every land
e oIcchor Pfnzng author of 7eaerddnh tie celebn
tel German poem at the sixteenth century The hero the
regnng Emperor MAMMALIAN md the poem 10 the Ger
al that day. WHIT the Orlando furoso TO the lta
lan'.
81 THIS tabernacle pix Of white stone, sixty feet high
and stands the painted windows of the CHOIR.
"a The Twelve Wise Masters the title ofihc original
poon Of the Na.tcrngefs Hans Sachs. the Cubb!.r
Nuremberg though Of the original Twelve ile
most renowned Master Singers well the vo-
uoous lie oushed IN the sixteenth century aud left bchin,
him thirty four folio volumes of manuscript containing two
hundred eight plays thousand and hundred
tales aud between four and five thousand Ic poems.
Isl Adam Puschmnn in his poem the Death Of Hans Sachs
describes him as he appeared IN VISION
An old man.
Cray and white, md dove-li like
Who had, in soOth. great beard.
And read in fair great book,
Beautiful with golden clasps.
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