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Heinrich Heine - The Evening Gossip
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We sat by the fisher`s cottage, 
We looked on sea and sky, 
We saw the mists of evening 
Come riding and rolling by :
 
The lights in the lighthouse window 
Brighter and brighter grew, 
And on the dim horizon 
A ship still hung in view.
 
We spake of storm and shipwreck, 
Of the seaman`s anxious life ; 
How he floats `twixt sky and water, 
`Twixt joy and sorrow`s strife :

We spoke of coasts far distant, 
We spoke of south and north, 
Strange men, and stranger customs, 
That those wild lands send forth : 

Of the giant trees of Ganges,
Whose balm perfumes the breeze ;
And the fair and slender creatures, 
That kneel by the lotus-trees :

Of the flat-skulled, wide-mouthed, Laplanders,
So dirty and so small ; 
Who bake their fish on the embers, 
And cower, and shake, and squall.

The maidens listened earnestly, 
At last the tales were ended ; 
The ship was gone, the dusky night 
Had on our talk descended.
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