du musst immer darinne sin.
Thou art mine, I am thine!
Pray, what could be just as fine?
Thou art enclosed
Within my heart;
The key is lost, so, as it were—
Thou must now stay forever there.
THE WELCOME TO A TROUBADOUR.
After a painting by B. Bruene.
Among the most beautiful poems, written in praise of women, we also find the “May-song” of Walter von der Vogelweide. In modern German it reads as follows: