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and now little trout, you are all mine

Posted by
daniela (Berlin, Germany) on 13 July 2012 in Food & Cuisine and Portfolio.

The Trout

Across a clear brook gentle,
There shot in eager haste
The trout, so tempramental;
Quite arrow-like it raced.
I on the shore was gazing
And watched the brook disclose
The merry fish's bathing
To me in sweet repose.

An angler's reel unrolled
From where he stood below.
He watched with blood most cold
The fish swim to and fro.
So long no stone or sod
Stirred up the water pure
The trout from line and rod
Would stay, I thought, secure.

At length the thief lost patience
And made the brook obscure
With crafty agitations,
And ere I could be sure
The rod had started curving;
The squirming fish was hooked.
With pounding blood observing,
At the betrayed, I looked.

You, at the fountain golden,
Of youth, so free from doubt,
Be to the trout beholden;
At danger's sign, clear out!
'Tis oft for want of reason
That maids will shun the straight.
Beware the anglers' treason
Else you may bleed too late!

( (Die Forelle), Lyrics by Christian Friedrich Daniel Schubart,
Music by Franz Schubert)

Most german speakers surely wil know the original lyrics :)
You can listen to a beautiful (german) version of the song here.

PENTAX K-x 1/2500 second F/8.0 ISO 200 105 mm

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PENTAX K-x
1/2500 second
F/8.0
ISO 200
105 mm

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