There is a fabliau which exists in OF and Latin versions. It is often given the tile of The Snowdrop. It tells of a Suabian merchant who goes off on a long business trip. When he returns his wife sports a child whom she explains by saying it came with the snow. The Suabian says nothing. Time passes, and he tells his wife he will go off on another long business trip. This time the snow child will accompany him. Many months pass. Eventually the Suabian returns, but without the snow child. His wife asks the boy's whereabouts, and her husband, the Suabian replies that the boy spent too long a time in the midday sun and melted away.
What touches down would then, necessarily, be a place where all worth having is lost. Paradise, the land of eternal peace, is forever being lost yet again. Certainly true.
There is a fabliau which exists in OF and Latin versions. It is often given the tile of The Snowdrop. It tells of a Suabian merchant who goes off on a long business trip. When he returns his wife sports a child whom she explains by saying it came with the snow. The Suabian says nothing. Time passes, and he tells his wife he will go off on another long business trip. This time the snow child will accompany him. Many months pass. Eventually the Suabian returns, but without the snow child. His wife asks the boy's whereabouts, and her husband, the Suabian replies that the boy spent too long a time in the midday sun and melted away.
That's a truly lovely poem.
What touches down would then, necessarily, be a place where all worth having is lost. Paradise, the land of eternal peace, is forever being lost yet again. Certainly true.