DEDICATION
The morn arrived; his footstep quickly scared The gentle sleep that round my senses clung, And I, awak’ning, from my cottage fared, And up the mountain side with light heart sprung; At every step
THE GOBLET
ONCE I held a well-carved brimming goblet, In my two hands tightly clasp’d I held it, Eagerly the sweet wine sipp’d I from it, Seeking there to drown all care and sorrow. Amor enter’d
NEW LOVE, NEW LIFE
[Written at the time of Goethe’s connection With Lily.] HEART! my heart! what means this feeling? What oppresseth thee so sore? What strange life is o’er me stealing! I acknowledge thee no more. Fled
THE BRIDE OF CORINTH
[First published in Schiller’s Horen, in connection With a Friendly contest in the art of ballad-writing between the two Great poets, to which many of their finest works are owing.] ONCE a stranger youth
NEMESIS
WHEN through the nations stalks contagion wild, We from them cautiously should steal away. E’en I have oft with ling’ring and delay Shunn’d many an influence, not to be defil’d. And e’en though Amor
EFFECTS AT A DISTANCE
THE queen in the lofty hall takes her place, The tapers around her are flaming; She speaks to the page: “With a nimble pace Go, fetch me my purse for gaming. ‘Tis lying, I’ll
THE HAPPY COUPLE
AFTER these vernal rains That we so warmly sought, Dear wife, see how our plains With blessings sweet are fraught! We cast our distant gaze Far in the misty blue; Here gentle love still
CAT-PIE
WHILE he is mark’d by vision clear Who fathoms Nature’s treasures, The man may follow, void of fear, Who her proportions measures. Though for one mortal, it is true, These trades may both be
HAPPINESS AND VISION
TOGETHER at the altar we In vision oft were seen by thee, Thyself as bride, as bridegroom I. Oft from thy mouth full many a kiss In an unguarded hour of bliss I then
COMFORT IN TEARS
How happens it that thou art sad, While happy all appear? Thine eye proclaims too well that thou Hast wept full many a tear. “If I have wept in solitude, None other shares my
GROWTH
O’ER field and plain, in childhood’s artless days, Thou sprang’st with me, on many a spring-morn fair. “For such a daughter, with what pleasing care, Would I, as father, happy dwellings raise!” And when
ANNIVERSARY SONG
[This little song describes the different members Of the party just spoken of.] WHY pacest thou, my neighbour fair, The garden all alone? If house and land thou seek’st to guard, I’d thee as
I. THE PARIAH'S PRAYER
DREADED Brama, lord of might! All proceed from thee alone; Thou art he who judgeth right! Dost thou none but Brahmins own? Do but Rajahs come from thee? None but those of high estate?
THE MAID OF THE MILL'S REPENTANCE
YOUTH. AWAY, thou swarthy witch! Go forth From out my house, I tell thee! Or else I needs must, in my wrath, Expel thee! What’s this thou singest so falsely, forsooth, Of love and
A PARABLE
I PICKED a rustic nosegay lately, And bore it homewards, musing greatly; When, heated by my hand, I found The heads all drooping tow’rd the ground. I plac’d them in a well-cool’d glass, And