Die Kuesse (Gotthold Ephraim Lessing Poems)
Ein Kuesschen, das ein Kind mir schenket,Das mit dem Kuessen nur noch spielt,Und bei dem Kuessen noch nichts denket,Das ist ...
Ein Kuesschen, das ein Kind mir schenket,Das mit dem Kuessen nur noch spielt,Und bei dem Kuessen noch nichts denket,Das ist ...
To me that man seems like a god in heaven,seems--may I say it?--greater than all gods are,who sits by you ...
Him rival to the gods I place,Him loftier yet, if loftier be,Who, Lesbia, sits before thy face,Who listens and who ...
Let us live, my Lesbia, let us love,and all the words of the old, and so moral,may they be worth ...
Before her Husband, Lesbia calls me Names,And at the Lewdness of the Town exclaims;This tickles the poor Cuckold to the ...
Ich fragte meine Schoene:Wie soll mein Lied dich nennen?Soll dich als Dorimene,Als Galathee, als Chloris,Als Lesbia, als Doris,Die Welt der ...
I.The merry Loves one holiday Were all at gambols madly; But Loves too long can seldom play Without behaving sadly. ...
My Lesbia, let us live and love, Let crabbed Age talk what it will. The sun when down, returns above, ...
LIFE, like a marble block, is given to all,A blank, inchoate mass of years and days,Whence one with ardent chisel ...
No rose that in a garden ever grew,In Homer's or in Omar's or in mine,Though buried under centuries of fineDead ...
(A Pasteurization of Ode VII.)How many kisses, Lesbia, miss, you ask would be enough for me?I cannot sum ...
Priapus, with his god's virility, With woman's breads that passionately rise, His eyes convulsed with sinister irony, His mouth that ...
Lesbia, you ask how many kisses of yourswould be enough and more to satisfy me.As many as the grains of ...
After Valerius CatullusAll Hail! young lady with a noseby no means too small,With a foot unbeautiful,and with eyes that are ...
ODE LXXXV: AD LESBIAMHark thou, my Lesbia, there be none existent Can truly say she hath been loved by meAs ...
Death devours all lovely things;Lesbia with her sparrowShares the darkness, presentlyEvery bed is narrowUnremembered as old rainDries the sheer libation,And ...
Caeli, Lesbia nostra, Lesbia illa,illa Lesbia, quam Catullus unamplus quam se atque suos amavit omnes,nunc in quadriviis et angiportisglubit magnanimos ...
Lesbia hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth; Right and left its arrows fly, But ...
Ne'er ask the hour -- what is it to us How Time deals out his treasures? The golden moments lent ...
No rose that in a garden ever grew, In Homer's or in Omar's or in mine, Though buried under centuries ...
Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness,-presently Every bed is narrow. Unremembered as old rain ...
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