Hermann And Dorothea – II. Terpsichore (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
HERMANN.THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with ...
HERMANN.THEN when into the room the well-built son made his entry,Straightway with piercing glances the minister eyed him intently,And with ...
THE COSMOPOLITE.BUT the Three, as before, were still sitting and talking together,With the landlord, the worthy divine, and also the ...
FATE AND SYMPATHY."NE'ER have I seen the market and streets so thoroughly empty!Still as the grave is the town, clear'd ...
DOROTHEA.As the man on a journey, who, just at the moment of sunset,Fixes his gaze once more on the rapidly ...
EARLY within his workshop here,On Sundays stands our master dear;His dirty apron he puts away,And wears a cleanly doublet to-day;Lets ...
HERMANN AND DOROTHEA.So tow'rd the sun, now fast sinking to rest, the two walk'd together,Whilst he veil'd himself deep in ...
THERE'S no menagerie, I vow,Excels my Lily's at this minute;She keeps the strangest creatures in it,And catches them, she knows ...
WANDERER.YOUNG woman, may God bless thee,Thee, and the sucking infantUpon thy breast!Let me, 'gainst this rocky wall,Neath the elm-tree's shadow,Lay ...
And so it proved! The nation felt, ere long, That peaceful signal, and, with blessings fraught, A new-born joy appeared; in gladsome ...
To this city joy reveal it! Peace as its first signal peal it! (Song of the Bell—concluding lines.)AND so it proved! The ...
CHORUS.To the strand! quick, mount the bark!If no favouring zephyrs blow,Ply the oar and nimbly row,And with zeal your prowess ...
ON a rocky peak once sat I early,Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving;Stretch'd out like a pall of greyish ...
WHAT time our Lord still walk'd the earth,Unknown, despised, of humble birth,And on Him many a youth attended(His words they ...
THE DAM BREAKS DOWN, THE ICE-PLAIN GROWLS,THE FLOODS ARISE, THE WATER HOWLS."I'll bear thee, mother, across the swell,'Tis not yet ...
'MIDST the noise of merriment and glee,'Midst full many a sorrow, many a care,Charlotte, I remember, we remember thee,How, at ...
AFTER THE BATTLE OF BADE, BENEATH THE CANOPY OF HEAVEN.MAHOMET (Speaks).LET the foeman sorrow o'er his dead,Ne'er will they return ...
NOBLE be man,Helpful and good!For that aloneDistinguisheth himFrom all the beingsUnto us known.Hail to the beings,Unknown and glorious,Whom we forebode!From ...
IN His blest name, who was His own creation,Who from all time makes making his vocation;The name of Him who ...
TRANSPLANT the beauteous tree!Gardener, it gives me pain;A happier resting-placeIts trunk deserved.Yet the strength of its natureTo Earth's exhausting avarice,To ...
THROUGH field and wood to stray,And pipe my tuneful lay,—'Tis thus my days are pass'd;And all keep tune with me,And ...
DAYS full of rapture,Are ye renew'd ?—Smile in the sunlightMountain and wood?Streams richer ladenFlow through the dale,Are these the meadows?Is ...
ON yonder lofty mountainA thousand times I stand,And on my staff reclining,Look down on the smiling land.My grazing flocks then ...
A YOUNG fig-tree its form lifts highWithin a beauteous garden;And see, a goat is sitting by.As if he were its ...
I DRINK fresh nourishment, new bloodFrom out this world more free;The Nature is so kind and goodThat to her breast ...
HAPPY art thou, darling insect,Who, upon the trees' tall branches,By a modest draught inspired,Singing, like a monarch livest!Thou possessest as ...
LIGHT and silv'ry cloudlets hoverIn the air, as yet scarce warm;Mild, with glimmer soft tinged over,Peeps the sun through fragrant ...
BETWEEN wheatfield and corn,Between hedgerow and thorn,Between pasture and tree,Where's my sweetheartTell it me!Sweetheart caught INot at home;She's then, thought ...
How plain and heightWith dewdrops are bright!How pearls have crown'dThe plants all around!How sighs the breezeThro' thicket and trees!How loudly ...
SEEST thou yon smiling Orange?Upon the tree still hangs it;Already March bath vanish'd,And new-born flow'rs are shooting.I draw nigh to ...
HUSH'D on the hill Is the breeze;Scarce by the zephyr The treesSoftly are press'd;The woodbird's asleep on the bough.Wait, then, and thouSoon ...
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