THE VISIT. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
FAIN had I to-day surprised my mistress, But soon found I that her door was fasten'd. Yet I had the ...
FAIN had I to-day surprised my mistress, But soon found I that her door was fasten'd. Yet I had the ...
ON yonder lofty mountain A thousand times I stand, And on my staff reclining, Look down on the smiling land. ...
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there; A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining ...
How cool and fair this cellar where My throne a dusky cask is; To do no thing but just to ...
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
Where lies the land to which the ship would go? Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. And where ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Ye scenes of my childhood, whose lov'd recollection Embitters the present, compar'd with the past; Where science first dawn'd on ...
Remind me not, remind me not, Of those beloved, those vanish'd hours, When all my soul was given to thee; ...
Dark HORROR, hear my call! Stern Genius hear from thy retreat On some old sepulchre's moss-cankered seat, Beneath the Abbey's ...
Go thou and seek the House of Prayer! I to the Woodlands wend, and there In lovely Nature see the ...
Day after day behold me plying My pen within an office drear; The dullest dog, till homeward hieing, Then lo! ...
PALE GODDESS of the witching hour; Blest Contemplation's placid friend; Oft in my solitary bow'r, I mark thy lucid beam ...
In lakeside leafy groves, a friar Escaped all worries; there he passed His summer days in constant prayer, Deep studies ...
We crossed to the other side, the burgee of the boat ceased flapping and lagged behind like a dead wing. ...
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten ...
I saw thee once- once only- years ago: I must not say how many- but not many. It was a ...
The wine-cup is circling in Almhin's hall, And its Chief, 'mid his heroes reclining, Looks up, with a sigh to ...
A vine from noblest lineage sprung And with the choicest clusters hung, In purple rob'd, reclining lay, And catch'd the ...
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