Punch Song (To be sung in the Northern Countries) (Friedrich von Schiller Poems)
On the mountain's breezy summit, Where the southern sunbeams shine, Aided by their warming vigor, Nature yields the golden wine. ...
On the mountain's breezy summit, Where the southern sunbeams shine, Aided by their warming vigor, Nature yields the golden wine. ...
Does pleasant spring return once more? Does earth her happy youth regain? Sweet suns green hills are shining o'er; Soft ...
The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine, Bright glistens the eye of each guest, When into the hall comes the ...
Wouldst thou know thyself, observe the actions of others. Wouldst thou other men know, look thou within thine own heart. ...
The foaming stream from out the rock With thunder roar begins to rush,-- The oak falls prostrate at the shock, ...
Beside the brook the boy reclined And wove his flowery wreath, And to the waves the wreath consigned-- The waves ...
Full many a shining wit one sees, With tongue on all things well conversing; The what can charm, the what ...
A gentle was Fridolin, And he his mistress dear, Savern's fair Countess, honored in All truth and godly fear. She ...
In cheerful faith that fears no ill The good man doth the world begin; And dreams that all without shall ...
From earth I seem to wing my flight, And sun myself in Heaven's pure light, When thy sweet gaze meets ...
No! I this conflict longer will not wage, The conflict duty claims--the giant task;-- Thy spells, O virtue, never can ...
The air is perfumed with the morning's fresh breeze, From the bush peer the sunbeams all purple and bright, While ...
Oh, nobly shone the fearful cross upon your mail afar, When Rhodes and Acre hailed your might, O lions of ...
Mighty art thou, because of the peaceful charms of thy presence; That which the silent does not, never the boastful ...
Whither was it that my spirit wended When from thee my fleeting shadow moved? Is not now each earthly conflict ...
Oh thou degenerate child of the great and glorious mother, Who with the Romans' strong might couplest the Tyrians' deceit! ...
Dearly I love a friend; yet a foe I may turn to my profit; Friends show me that which I ...
Could I from this valley drear, Where the mist hangs heavily, Soar to some more blissful sphere, Ah! how happy ...
Monument of our own age's shame, On thy country casting endless blame, Rousseau's grave, how dear thou art to me ...
At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At the coronation banquet so gay King Rudolf ...
Lovely he looks, 'tis true, with the light of his torch now extinguished; But remember that death is not aesthetic, ...
Fast, in its prison-walls of earth, Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth The ...
Was it always as now? This race I truly can't fathom. Nothing is young but old age; youth, alas! only ...
Are the sports of our youth so displeasing? Is love but the folly you say? Benumbed with the winter, and ...
Mirth the halls of Troy was filling, Ere its lofty ramparts fell; From the golden lute so thrilling Hymns of ...
Friend!--the Great Ruler, easily content, Needs not the laws it has laborious been The task of small professors to invent; ...
Rightly said, Schlosser! Man loves what he has; what he has not, desireth; None but the wealthy minds love; poor ...
I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,-- Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen. ...
Once to the song and chariot-fight, Where all the tribes of Greece unite On Corinth's isthmus joyously, The god-loved Ibycus ...
By no kind Augustus reared, To no Medici endeared, German art arose; Fostering glory smiled not on her, Ne'er with ...
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