CHRISTIAN OF HAMIE. 161
CHRISTIAN OF HAMLE.
"Her Kristan von Hamle " flourished about the
middle of the 13th century. Nothing is known of
his history.
Ich wolte das der anger sprechen solte.....
Und er mir danne rehte sagen wolte
Wie gar sanfte im hiire was,
Do min frouwe bluomen las
Ab im, und ir minnenclichen fuesse
Ruorten uf sin gruenes gras.
Would that the meadow could speak!
And then would it truly declare
How happy was yesterday,
When my lady love was there;
When she pluck'd its flowers, and gently prest
Her lovely feet on its verdant breast.
Meadow ! what transport was thine
When my lady walk'd across thee ;
And her white hands pluck'd the flowers,
Those beautiful flowers that emboss thee!
Oh suffer me, then, thou bright green sod,
To set my feet where my lady trod!
CHRISTIAN OF HAMLE.
"Her Kristan von Hamle " flourished about the
middle of the 13th century. Nothing is known of
his history.
Ich wolte das der anger sprechen solte.....
Und er mir danne rehte sagen wolte
Wie gar sanfte im hiire was,
Do min frouwe bluomen las
Ab im, und ir minnenclichen fuesse
Ruorten uf sin gruenes gras.
Would that the meadow could speak!
And then would it truly declare
How happy was yesterday,
When my lady love was there;
When she pluck'd its flowers, and gently prest
Her lovely feet on its verdant breast.
Meadow ! what transport was thine
When my lady walk'd across thee ;
And her white hands pluck'd the flowers,
Those beautiful flowers that emboss thee!
Oh suffer me, then, thou bright green sod,
To set my feet where my lady trod!