The Lay Of The Bell (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
Yes! even I was in Arcadia born, And, in mine infant ears,A vow of rapture was by Nature sworn;—Yes! ...
Do I believe, sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me,And what their followers' band boldly and readily ...
Are the sports of our youth so displeasing? Is love but the folly you say?Benumbed with the ...
Full many a shining wit one sees, With tongue on all things well conversing;The what can charm, ...
To Archimedes once a scholar came,"Teach me," he said, "the art that won thy fame;—The godlike art which gives such ...
Thee would I choose as my teacher and friend. Thy living example Teaches me,—thy teaching word wakens ...
Ne'er does he taste the fruit of the tree that he raised with such trouble; Nothing but taste e'er enjoys ...
To Archimedes once a scholar came, "Teach me," he said, "the art that won thy fame;-- The godlike art which ...
Full many a shining wit one sees, With tongue on all things well conversing; The what can charm, the what ...
"Do I believe," sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me, And what their followers' band boldly and ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Ne'er does he taste the fruit of the tree that he raised with such trouble; Nothing but taste e'er enjoys ...
Are the sports of our youth so displeasing? Is love but the folly you say? Benumbed with the winter, and ...
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