741.Love drove him to see everything again, to hear all the sounds again, the bells for evening prayer and Sunday mass, the gushing of the dark millstream between its narrow, mossy banks, the slapping of sandals on the stone floors, the twilight jangle of the keyring as the brother porter went to lock up. Beside the stone gutters, into which the rainwater fell from the roof of the lay refectory, the same herbs were still sprouting, crane's-bill and plantain, and the old apple tree in the forge garden was still holding its far-reaching branches in the same way. But more than anything else the tinkling of the little school bell moved him...
Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund, translated by Ursele Molinaro, Bantam, 1971, p. 274-275.
PLACE: a monastary in Germany
TIME: the Middle Ages
CIRCUMSTANCE: Goldmund returns to the monastery
The summer passed. Poppies and cornflowers, cockles and starwort wilted and vanished. The frogs grew silent in the pond and the storks flew high and prepared for departure. That's when Goldmund returned.
Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund, translated by Ursele Molinaro, Bantam, 1971, p. 301.
PLACE: a monastery in Germany
TIME: the Middle Ages
CIRCUMSTANCE: Goldmund returns once again to the cloisters
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