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, ...
Why run the crowd? What means the throngThat rushes fast the streets along?Can Rhodes a prey to flames, then, be?In ...
. 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 ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear,Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear.She was so ...
Hark where the bells toll, chiming, dull and steady, The clock's slow hand hath reached the appointed time.Well, be it ...
Forever fair, forever calm and bright,Life flies on plumage, zephyr-light, For those who on the Olympian hill rejoice—Moons wane, and ...
Ah! happy he, upon whose birth each god Looks down in love, whose earliest sleep the brightIdalia cradles, whose young ...
Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers, Echo from the dreary house of woe;Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers! Bearing ...
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! ...
Joy, thou goddess, fair, immortal, Offspring of Elysium,Mad with rapture, to the portal Of thy holy fame we come!Fashion's laws, ...
. Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many ...
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 ...
Do I believe, sayest thou, "what the masters of wisdom would teach me,And what their followers' band boldly and readily ...
On the mountain's breezy summit, Where the southern sunbeams shine,Aided by their warming vigor, Nature yields the golden wine.How the ...
Wilt thou not the lambkins guard? Oh, how soft and meek they look,Feeding on the grassy sward, Sporting round the ...
Sweet friend, the world, like some fair infant blessed, Radiant with sportive grace, around thee plays;Yet 'tis not as depicted ...
Could I from this valley drear, Where the mist hangs heavily,Soar to some more blissful sphere, Ah! how happy should ...
Say, where is now that glorious race, where now are the singers Who, with the accents of life, listening ...
How does the genius make itself known? In the way that in nature Shows the Creator himself,—e'en in the infinite ...
Why are taste and genius so seldom met with united? Taste of strength is afraid,—genius despises the ...
Why run the crowd? What means the throng That rushes fast the streets along? Can Rhodes a prey to flames, ...
Now hearken, ye who take delight In boasting of your worth! To many a man, to many a knight, Beloved ...
Ah! happy he, upon whose birth each god Looks down in love, whose earliest sleep the bright Idalia cradles, whose ...
Mournful groans, as when a tempest lowers, Echo from the dreary house of woe; Death-notes rise from yonder minster's towers! ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest, When into the hall comes the ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear, Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear. She ...
Ye in the age gone by, Who ruled the world--a world how lovely then!-- And guided still the steps of ...
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