Hatem (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
Locks of brown, still bind your captive In the circle of her face! I, beloved sinuous tresses, Naught possess that's worth your grace— But ...
Locks of brown, still bind your captive In the circle of her face! I, beloved sinuous tresses, Naught possess that's worth your grace— But ...
HOLD me, locks, securely caughtIn the circle of her face!Dear brown serpents, I have noughtTo repay this act of grace,Save ...
THE sun appears! A glorious sight!The crescent-moon clings round him now.What could this wondrous pair unite?How to explain this riddle? ...
My mother was fortune, my father generosity and bounty; I am joy, son of joy, son of joy, son of ...
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