The Artists (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime,With unlocked senses, ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough,Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime,With unlocked senses, ...
. Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the ...
Why run the crowd? What means the throngThat rushes fast the streets along?Can Rhodes a prey to flames, then, be?In ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly ...
. At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At ...
Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear! With it, the Cyane blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?— Can I conceive the woes that try men,When late repentance racks the soul ...
I. A bridge of pearls its form uprears High o'er a gray and misty sea; ...
See you the towers, that, gray and old,Frown through the sunlight's liquid gold, Steep sternly fronting steep?The Hellespont beneath them ...
Forever fair, forever calm and bright,Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice—Moons wane, and ...
Hark where the bells toll, chiming, dull and steady, The clock's slow hand hath reached the appointed time.Well, be it ...
By love are blest the gods on high,Frail man becomes a deity When love to him is given;'Tis love that ...
. Mirth the halls of Troy was filling, Ere its lofty ramparts fell; From ...
The tyrant Dionys to seek, Stern Moerus with his poniard crept; The watchful guard upon him swept;The grim king marked ...
Ah! happy he, upon whose birth each god Looks down in love, whose earliest sleep the brightIdalia cradles, whose young ...
. Pale, at its ghastly noon, Pauses above the death-still wood—the moon; The night-sprite, sighing, ...
Laura! a sunrise seems to break Where'er thy happy looks may glow.Joy sheds its roses o'er thy cheek,Thy tears themselves ...
Priam's castle-walls had sunk, Troy in dust and ashes lay,And each Greek, with triumph drunk, Richly laden with his prey,Sat ...
Ye in the age gone by,Who ruled the world—a world how lovely then!—And guided still the steps of happy men ...
Yes! even I was in Arcadia born, And, in mine infant ears,A vow of rapture was by Nature sworn;—Yes! ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledgeTo roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land,The priesthood's secret learning to ...
And wilt thou, faithless one, then, leave me, With all thy magic phantasy,—With all the thoughts that joy or grieve ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest,When into the hall comes the Minstrel ...
What wonder this?—we ask the lympid well,O earth! of thee—and from thy solemn wombWhat yieldest thou?—is there life in the ...
Do I believe, sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me,And what their followers' band boldly and readily ...
Heavy and solemn,A cloudy column, Through the green plain they marching came!Measure less spread, like a table dread,For the ...
. Yes, my friends!—that happier times have been Than the present, none can contravene; ...
Honor to woman! To her it is givenTo garden the earth with the roses of heaven! All blessed, she linketh ...
To the solemn abyss leads the terrible path, The life and death winding dizzy between;In thy desolate way, grim with ...
Believe me, together The bright gods come ever, ...
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