Epilogue to Schiller’s Song of the Bell (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems)
To this city joy reveal it! Peace as its first signal peal it! (Song of the Bell—concluding lines.)AND so it proved! The ...
To this city joy reveal it! Peace as its first signal peal it! (Song of the Bell—concluding lines.)AND so it proved! The ...
WHY didst thou leave me thus? Had memoryNo chain to bind thee to me, lone and wreckedIn spirit as I ...
LASHED to the planet, glaring at the sky,An eagle at his heart-the Pagan Christ!Why is it, Mystery? O, dumb Darkness, ...
I REMEMBER it well; 'twas a morn dull and gray,And the legion lay idle and listless that day,A thin drizzle ...
This peace that makes a happy life,-- And that is mine through my sweet wife; Beginning of my soul, and end, I've gained ...
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed,There came before my eyes that wonted threadOf shapes, and shadows, and ...
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
For all its flowers and trailing bowers,Its singing birds and streams,This valley's not the blissful spot,The paradise, it seems.I don't ...
THAT man is brave who at the nod of fateWill lay his life a willing offering down,That they who loved ...
Ye Gods of Greece! Bright Fictions! when Ye ruled, of old, a happier race, And mildly bound rejoicing men In bonds of Beauty ...
I hate the clamours of the smoky towns,But much admire the bliss of rural clowns;Where some remains of innocence appear,Where ...
IHath not the morning dawned with added light?And shall not evening call another starOut of the infinite regions of the ...
Yes, I remember, 'Twas in February,The sun for months had drunk and drunk from earthIt's hidden moisture, till 'Twas cracked ...
CAN the earth have a voice? Can the clods have speech,To murmur and rail at the demigods?Trample them! Grind their ...
Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream,Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,The helm sways idly, hither and ...
I KNOW a little patch of mountain ground.Low-settled by itself; and MoosilaukeStands boldly in the west but never seesIts little ...
O'er her death-bedWith sobs I hung,Wild, idle sobs, and in my lonely painKiss'd the dead face again and yet again,And ...
NOT in a grove where each tree loses its presence, not singly, do Lehua trees grow; they are Lehua trees ...
The shades of the Night are now fading away,And Morn in her balmy effulgence is seen ;The lark pours his ...
Leagues north, as fly the gull and auk,Point Judith watches with eye of hawk;Leagues south, thy beacon flames, Montauk!Lonely and ...
It's human nature for a bashful blokeTo bottle up, an' hesitate, an' doubtTill grinnin' Fate plays him some low-down joke;Then, ...
LATE: a cold smear of sunlight bathes the room;The gilt lime of winter, a sun grown melancholy old,Streams in the ...
NAUHAUGHT, the Indian deacon, who of oldDwelt, poor but blameless, where his narrowing CapeStretches its shrunk arm out to all ...
ON ACCOUNT OF THE IMAGINARY FLIGHT OF HER SUITOR. Oh, heartless dove! mount in the skies, Spread thy soft wing upon the ...
A shallow stream, from fountainsDeep in the Sandwich mountains, Ran lake ward Bearcamp River;And, between its flood-torn shores,Sped by sail or ...
Was you at de hall las' night,To de Leap Yeah Party?I reckon dat I was,But didn't I eat hearty?I wouldn't ...
What if we still carry shame on our forehead,Marks of the whip, signs of bondage abhorrent;What if remembrance of infamous ...
I recall that man and not two centurieshave passed since I saw him,he went neither by horse nor by carriage:purely ...
IOnce I had 1000 roses.Literally 1000 roses.I was working for a floristback in the shambling 'Thirtieswhen iced skids of 250 ...
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate ...
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