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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

The Chapel

By Johann Ludwig Uhland (1787–1862)

Translation of Walter William Skeat

THERE aloft the chapel standeth,

Peering down the valley still;

There beneath, by fount and meadow,

Rings the shepherd’s carol shrill.

Sadly booms the bell’s slow knelling,

Solemn sounds the last lament;

Hushed are all the boy’s loud carols,

Still he stands with ears attent.

There aloft are borne to burial

They who filled the vale with glee;

There aloft, O youthful shepherd,

Men shall chant the dirge for thee!