Ihre lips hung was on my, and its kiss so good and dear that before pure Wolsein almost sad become wanted me. There I had to think: if I all these thousand songs of the world at the same time and understand sing can, sound and sing could of grasses and flowers and person and clouds and all, of the foliage forest and of the Föhrenwald and also of all animals, and in addition yet all songs of the distant seas and mountains, and that of the stars and moons, and whom that of all zuglech in me interior, then ware ISong new and jades would have to stand as a star in the sky. “Züruck goes away no,” said it seriously and friendlily, “one must always vorwartsgehen, if one the world ergrundern wants.” —Alles is of a fairy tale of Hesse, that is named only “fairy tale”.