Hermann And Dorothea – IV. Euterpe (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
MOTHER AND SON.THUS the men discoursed together; and meanwhile the motherWent in search of her son,--at first in front of ...
MOTHER AND SON.THUS the men discoursed together; and meanwhile the motherWent in search of her son,--at first in front of ...
THE BURGHERS.THUS did the prudent son escape from the hot conversation,But the father continued precisely as he had begun itWhat ...
The morn arrived; his footstep quickly scaredThe gentle sleep that round my senses clung,And I, awak'ning, from my cottage fared,And ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold unionShown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd;any a name ...
OH, enter old minstrel, thou time-honour'd one!We children are here in the hall all alone,The portals we straightway will bar.Our ...
COUNT.I KNOW a flower of beauty rare,Ah, how I hold it dear!To seek it I would fain repair,Were I not ...
He whom thou ne'er leavest, Genius,Feels no dread within his heartAt the tempest or the rain.He whom thou ne'er leavest, ...
ON a rocky peak once sat I early,Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving;Stretch'd out like a pall of greyish ...
SEE the rock-born stream!Like the gleamOf a star so brightKindly spiritsHigh above the cloudsNourished him while youthfulIn the copse between ...
I.ARIEL.WHEN in spring the gentle rainBreathes into the flower new birth,When the green and happy plainSmiles upon the sons of ...
I HAVE loved; for the first time with passion I rave!I then was the servant, but now am the slave; I ...
IN search of prey once raised his pinionsAn eaglet;A huntsman's arrow came, and reftHis right wing of all motive power.Headlong ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives,Who my love's sweet guerdon gives.Tell me, mount, how this can be!Very glass thou seem'st to ...
O THOU well-tried in grief,Grant to thy child relief,And view with mercy this unhappy one!The sword within thy heart,Speechless with ...
THROUGH field and wood to stray,And pipe my tuneful lay,—'Tis thus my days are pass'd;And all keep tune with me,And ...
How, in the light of morning,Round me thou glowest,Spring, thou beloved one!With thousand-varying loving blissThe sacred emotionsBorn of thy warmth ...
THE bed of flowersLoosens amain,The beauteous snowdropsDroop o'er the plain.The crocus opensIts glowing bud,Like emeralds others,Others, like blood.With saucy gesturePrimroses ...
OVER the meadows, and down the stream,And through the garden-walks straying,He plucks the flowers that fairest seem;His throbbing heart brooks ...
UPON the mead a violet stood,Retiring, and of modest mood,In truth, a violet fair.Then came a youthful shepherdess,And roam'd with ...
ALL things give token of thee!As soon as the bright sun is shining,Thou too wilt follow, I trust.When in the ...
ONCE through the forestAlone I went;To seek for nothingMy thoughts were bent.I saw i' the shadowA flower stand thereAs stars ...
THE snow-flakes fall in showers,The time is absent still,When all Spring's beauteous flowers,When all Spring's beauteous flowersOur hearts with joy ...
I HAVE loved; for the first time with passion I rave! I then was the servant, but now am the ...
SHE behind yon mountain lives, Who my love's sweet guerdon gives. Tell me, mount, how this can be! Very glass ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
ALL things give token of thee! As soon as the bright sun is shining, Thou too wilt follow, I trust. ...
SONG OF THE IMPRISONED COUNT. COUNT. I KNOW a flower of beauty rare, Ah, how I hold it dear! To ...
[Goethe began to write an opera called Lowenstuhl, founded upon the old tradition which forms the subject of this Ballad, ...
ON a rocky peak once sat I early, Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving; Stretch'd out like a pall ...
[Goethe says of this ode, that it is the only one remaining out of several strange hymns and dithyrambs composed ...
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