| Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans. A Harvest of German Verse. 1916. | | | | A Day Spent | | By Gustav Falke (1853–1916) |
| | | LEANING head on hand, I muse: oh, tell, | |
| Day of beauty, have I used thee well? | |
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| First upon my wife’s dear lips a kiss, | |
| Love’s salute and early morning bliss. | |
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| Faithful toil, for daily bread the care, | 5 |
| Men’s dispute in words that never spare. | |
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| Then I quaffed my glass with true delight, | |
| Warded off a wicked wish with might. | |
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| From eternal stars with blessed beam | |
| Comes to me at last the poet’s dream. | 10 |
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| Leaning head on hand, I muse and tell: | |
| Day of beauty, I have used thee well. | | | | |
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