Walther von der Vogelweide quotes

The mouthpiece of the half-inarticulate, all-suggesting music that is at once the very soul and the inseparable garment of romance. (Walther von der Vogelweide)
That which they call love, it is nothing except the pain of longing.
Walther von der Vogelweide
For five hundred years after Walther's death – until Goethe – no German lyric poet was his equal.
Walther von der Vogelweide
He who has a good woman's love is ashamed of every ill deed.
Walther von der Vogelweide
He has no equal in medieval German lyric poetry and perhaps not even in European lyric poetry of the Middle Ages.
Walther von der Vogelweide
The greatest of the Minnesinger, all of whom he surpasses both in the range and in the humanity of his poetry.
Walther von der Vogelweide
Under the lime tree On the heather, Where we had shared a place of rest, Still you may find there, Lovely together, Flowers crushed and grass down-pressed.
Walther von der Vogelweide
He is equally great whether his theme be religion, patriotism, or love. As a political poet he is one of the greatest of all time.
Walther von der Vogelweide
But sadly, I can see no way for goods and worldly reputation and the grace of God to join together in one heart.
Walther von der Vogelweide
Alas, where have they gone to, year on weary year? Was it all a dream then, my life's, my love's career?
Walther von der Vogelweide
The world is beautiful outside: white, green, and red; but inside it is black and dark as death. (Walther von der Vogelweide)
He was known to his countrymen as the Nightingale, but his own sweet-sounding name of Bird's-meadow (Vogelweide) suggests even more directly the pure, true, flute-like strain which he poured into Europe's choir of voices.
Walther von der Vogelweide
"Welcome, I'm master of the house" – a greeting I fall silent at. "Welcome, my guest" – I have to answer, or give a bow. Master, House – two names that have no shame attached; but Guest and Lodging – the sense of shame you feel.
Walther von der Vogelweide
And when their bones into confusion fall, Say ye, who knew the living man by sight, Which is the villein now and which the knight?
Walther von der Vogelweide
Those who drown out the good singing – there's many more of them than those who want to hear it.
Walther von der Vogelweide
For many call Thee Father, who Will not own me as brother too.
Walther von der Vogelweide
Love makes a woman beautiful – but beauty does not have such power, beauty cannot make a woman worthy of love.
Walther von der Vogelweide
To me, the gate of paradise is shut. I stand an orphan there, locked out; however much I knock, it's all in vain.
Walther von der Vogelweide