Trilogy of Passion: II. ELEGY. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
When man had ceased to utter his lament, A god then let me tell my tale of sorrow. WHAT hope ...
When man had ceased to utter his lament, A god then let me tell my tale of sorrow. WHAT hope ...
THERE was a wooer blithe and gay, A son of France was he,-- Who in his arms for many a ...
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 ...
[From the Morlack.) WHAT is yonder white thing in the forest? Is it snow, or can it swans perchance be? ...
Artist, fashion! talk not long! Be a breath thine only song! THE DROPS OF NECTAR. WHEN Minerva, to give pleasure ...
I AM now,--what joy to hear it!-- Of the old magician rid; And henceforth shall ev'ry spirit Do whate'er by ...
"WHAT tuneful strains salute mine ear Without the ...
[First published in Schiller's Horen, in connection with a friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two great ...
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. [THE remarkable Poem of which this is a literal but faint representation, was ...
THOU art confused, my beloved, at, seeing the thousandfold union Shown in this flowery troop, over the garden dispers'd; any ...
BOY Most venerable and learned sir, Tall and true Philosopher, These rings of smoke you blow all day With such ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool, That's noted for fresh air and fun, And Mr and Mrs Ramsbottom Went ...
IT fell in the ancient periods Which the brooding soul surveys, Or ever the wild Time coin'd itself Into calendar ...
God permits industrious Angels -- Afternoons -- to play -- I met one -- forgot my Schoolmates -- All -- ...
Much MADNESS is divinest sense (Author) To a discerning eye Much sense the starkest madness. 'T' is the MAJORITY In ...
Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humor Number 1 I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, And each damp thing that ...
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
Love took chambers on our street Opposite to mine; On his door he tacked a neat, Clearly lettered sign. Straightway ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
Long ago in a poultry yard One dull November morn, Beneath a motherly soft wing A little goose was born. ...
I HAVE been in the meadows all the day And gathered there the nosegay that you see Singing within myself ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
Said a people to a poet---" Go out from among us straightway! While we are thinking earthly things, thou singest ...
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