Hermann And Dorothea – II. Terpsichore (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
HERMANN.THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with ...
HERMANN.THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with ...
ICan they still live,Beckon and cryOver the yearsAfter they die,Bringing us tearsMeditative?IIThose we once setWith us abreast,Shielded and cherished,Are they ...
When summer came, we locked up our lives and fledto the woods in Maine, and pulled up over our headsa ...
endless corridorsthe convent's interior gardenworn stairsdoors, white wardsnumbing coldfetters the feet, the handspersistently hiddeneyes full of fearwith my last ounce ...
TECUMSEH….Once this mighty continent was ours,And the Great Spirit made it for our use.He knew no boundaries, so had we ...
In Memory's Mansion are wonderful rooms,And I wander about them at will;And I pause at the casements, where boxes of ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
Three old hermits took the air By a cold and desolate sea, First was muttering a prayer, Second rummaged for ...
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