The Ideals (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
And wilt thou, faithless one, then, leave me, With all thy magic phantasy,-- With all the thoughts that joy or ...
And wilt thou, faithless one, then, leave me, With all thy magic phantasy,-- With all the thoughts that joy or ...
Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many a man, to many a knight, Beloved ...
Good from the good,--to the reason this is not hard of conception; But the genius has power good from the ...
Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers, Echo from the dreary house of woe; Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers! ...
I see her still--by her fair train surrounded, The fairest of them all, she took her place; Afar I stood, ...
Name, my Laura, name the whirl-compelling Bodies to unite in one blest whole-- Name, my Laura, name the wondrous magic ...
"Who would himself with shadows entertain, Or gild his life with lights that shine in vain, Or nurse false hopes ...
Priam's castle-walls had sunk, Troy in dust and ashes lay, And each Greek, with triumph drunk, Richly laden with his ...
Upon his battlements he stood, And downward gazed in joyous mood, On Samos' Isle, that owned his sway, "All this ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear, Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear. She ...
By love are blest the gods on high, Frail man becomes a deity When love to him is given; 'Tis ...
"Do I believe," sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me, And what their followers' band boldly and ...
A youth, impelled by a burning thirst for knowledge To roam to Sais, in fair Egypt's land, The priesthood's secret ...
Laura! a sunrise seems to break Where'er thy happy looks may glow. Joy sheds its roses o'er thy cheek, Thy ...
Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit! Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! ...
I. A bridge of pearls its form uprears High o'er a gray and misty sea; E'en in a moment it ...
Three words will I name thee--around and about, From the lip to the lip, full of meaning, they flee; But ...
How gracefully, O man, with thy palm-bough, Upon the waning century standest thou, In proud and noble manhood's prime, With ...
Can I, my friend, with thee condole?-- Can I conceive the woes that try men, When late repentance racks the ...
At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At the coronation banquet so gay King Rudolf ...
Once more, then, we meet In the circles of yore; Let our song be as sweet In its wreaths as ...
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