Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Rainer Maria Rilke & Jessie Lemont
Call me, Beloved! Call aloud to me!
Thy bride her vigil at the window keeps;
The evening wanes to dusk, the dimness creeps
Down empty alleys of the old plane-tree.
O! Let thy voice enfold me close about,
Or from this dark house, lonely and remote,
Through deep blue gardens where gray shadows float
I will pour forth my soul with hands stretched out ...