The Musagetes (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
IN the deepest nights of WinterTo the Muses kind oft cried I:"Not a ray of morn is gleaming,Not a sign ...
IN the deepest nights of WinterTo the Muses kind oft cried I:"Not a ray of morn is gleaming,Not a sign ...
I SLEPT,—'twas midnight,—in my bosom woke,As though 'twere day, my love-o'erflowing heart;To me it seemed like night, when day first ...
IN the deepest nights of Winter To the Muses kind oft cried I: "Not a ray of morn is gleaming, ...
(Not in the English sense of the word, but the German, where it has the meaning of betrothed.) I SLEPT,--'twas ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
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