Home » Quote » W. H. Auden » „Follow, poet, follow rightTo the bottom of the night,With your unconstraining voiceStill persuade us to rejoice; With the farming of a verseMake a vineyard of the curse,Sing of human unsuccessIn a rapture of distress; In the deserts of the heartLet the healing fountains start,In the prison of his daysTeach the free man how to praise.“
„Follow, poet, follow rightTo the bottom of the night,With your unconstraining voiceStill persuade us to rejoice; With the farming of a verseMake a vineyard of the curse,Sing of human unsuccessIn a rapture of distress; In the deserts of the heartLet the healing fountains start,In the prison of his daysTeach the free man how to praise.“