Eichendorff's tales of sociable wanderings, outings, or journeys in travel wagons, which rattle through quiet gates into the open air where the sun has just risen magnificently, are deeply embedded in the collective memory of the Germans. All of this has its own unmistakable brilliance and is timeless, yet also enigmatic and provocative. For only a few clearly understand who this author truly was, how he used his poetry to illustrate to himself and his contemporaries the futility and hope of action and imagination through poetic formulas and ciphers during a time of upheaval and restoration. Even during his lifetime, Eichendorff's work was distorted and trivialized from a Biedermeier perspective. The edition from the Deutsche Klassiker Verlag is based on manuscripts and first prints, correcting these distortions. It reveals.