
The purpose in life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Sonnets to Orpheus
Part Two, Sonnet XXIX
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Stephen Mitchell
Sonnets to Orpheus
Part Two, Sonnet XXIII
by Rainer Maria Rilke
Translated by Robert Temple
Call me to you when the hour turns away,
The one which always opposes you:
It is as close to you as a dog’s face
But then it wavers, forever eluding you,
Just when you thought it was yours.
All things which are taken from your grasp are most your own.
How free we are. We are shut out from
Just where we expected most to be warmly greeted.
We struggle anxiously for a hand-hold,
We who are perhaps too new for what is truly old,
But too old for that which has never yet been.
We are only correct insofar as we praise,
For we are both blade and branch,
We contain the sweet promise of a ripening peril.