Friedrich von Schiller Poems on World (79 Poems)

The Artists (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood’s prime,With unlocked senses, with a spirit freed,Of firmness mild,—though silent, rich in deed, The ripest son of Time,Through meekness great, through precepts strong,Through … Continue reading →

The Fight With The Dragon (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

Why run the crowd? What means the throngThat rushes fast the streets along?Can Rhodes a prey to flames, then, be?In crowds they gather hastily,And, on his steed, a noble knightAmid the rabble, meets my sight;Behind him—prodigy unknown!—A monster fierce they’re … Continue reading →

The Walk (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! Thee, too, I hail, thou smiling plain, and ye murmuring lindens, Ay, and the chorus so glad, cradled … Continue reading →

Ode To Joy — With Translation (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

An die FreudeFreude, schoener Goetterfunken,Tochter aus Elysium,Wir betreten feuertrunken,Himmlische, dein Heiligtum.Deine Zauber binden wiederWas der Mode Schwert geteiltBettler werden FuerstenbruederWo dein sanfter Fluegel weilt.Chor us Seid umschlungen, Millionen!Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!Brueder – ueber’m SternenzeltMuss ein lieber Vater wohnen.Wem der … Continue reading →

The Count Of Hapsburg (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

. At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At the coronation banquet so gay King Rudolf was sitting in glory. The meats were served … Continue reading →

Parables And Riddles (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

I. A bridge of pearls its form uprears High o’er a gray and misty sea; E’en in a moment it appears, And rises upwards giddily. Beneath its arch … Continue reading →

Hero And Leander (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

See you the towers, that, gray and old,Frown through the sunlight’s liquid gold, Steep sternly fronting steep?The Hellespont beneath them swells,And roaring cleaves the Dardanelles, The rock-gates of the deep!Hear you the sea, whose stormy wave, From Asia, Europe clove … Continue reading →

The Infanticide (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

Hark where the bells toll, chiming, dull and steady, The clock’s slow hand hath reached the appointed time.Well, be it so—prepare, my soul is ready, Companions of the grave—the rest for crime!Now take, O world! my last farewell—receiving My parting … Continue reading →

The Triumph Of Love (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

By love are blest the gods on high,Frail man becomes a deity When love to him is given;‘Tis love that makes the heavens shineWith hues more radiant, more divine, And turns dull earth to heaven! In Pyrrha’s rear (so poets … Continue reading →

The Ideal And The Actual Life (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)

Forever fair, forever calm and bright,Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice—Moons wane, and races wither to the tomb,And ‘mid the universal ruin, bloom The rosy days of Gods—With man, the choice,Timid and anxious, … Continue reading →