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I did not reach the deepest section where, as some claim, you can hear people in America shouting, "Hurrah, Lafayette." Between you and me, the point I did reach seemed deep enough, - a constant rumbling and roaring, sinister groaning of machinery, water trickling down everywhere, thick exhalations, and the miner's lamp flickering ever more feebly in the lonesome night.
Heinrich Heine, It Will Be A Lovely Day, Selections from his Prose Works, trans. by Frederic Ewen, Seven Seas Publishers, Berlin, 1965, (1948), p.114.
PLACE: Germany
TIME: Early 19th century.
CIRCUMSTANCE: Heine's visit to a coal-mine.
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