NIGHT THOUGHTS. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
OH, unhappy stars! your fate I mourn, Ye by whom the sea-toss'd sailor's lighted, Who with radiant beams the heav'ns ...
OH, unhappy stars! your fate I mourn, Ye by whom the sea-toss'd sailor's lighted, Who with radiant beams the heav'ns ...
Farewell, lov'd Youth! since 'twas the Will of Heaven So soon to take, what had so late been giv'n; And ...
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
You've read of several kinds of Cat, And my opinion now is that You should need no interpreter To understand ...
I come from there and I have memories Born as mortals are, I have a mother And a house with ...
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
You taught me Waiting with Myself -- Appointment strictly kept -- You taught me fortitude of Fate -- This -- ...
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? ...
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
The new-born child of gospel grace, Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath Emmanuel's shining face Lifts up his ...
(Phillipians, iv.11) Fierce passions discompose the mind, As tempests vex the sea, But calm, content and peace we find, When, ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Velvet soft the night-star glowed Over the untrodden road, Through the giant glades of yew ...
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure ...
A green and silent spot, amid the hills, A small and silent dell ! O'er stiller place No singing sky-lark ...
Its mother being tethered near it Poor little Foal of an oppress?d race! I love the languid patience of thy ...
Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab: He suggested curves of beauty, Curves pervading all his figure, Which the eye might follow ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
We know where deepest lies the snow, And where the frost-winds keenest blow, O'er every mountain's brow, We long have ...
The evening passes fast away, 'Tis almost time to rest; What thoughts has left the vanished day, What feelings, in ...
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. You said "Through ...
If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
How changed is here each spot man makes or fills! In the two Hinkseys nothing keeps the same; The village ...
I mind me in the days departed, How often underneath the sun With childish bounds I used to run To ...
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