Where goodness, beauty, truth, for ever grow;And in his rear, in shadowy outline, layThe vulgar, which we all, alas, obey!
And murmur'd in mine awe-struck ear;The night a thousand monsters made,
I rise on a sudden,
Who takes this gift with soul of purity,--"The veil of Minstrelsy from Truth's own hand,Of sunlight and of morn's sweet fragrance plann'd.
SONGSSound, sweet Song, from some far LandTo the kind ReaderThe New AmadisWhen the Fox dies, his Skin countsThe HeathroseBlindman's BuffChristelThe Coy OneThe ConvertPreservationThe Muses' SonFoundLike and LikeReciprocal Invitation to the DanceSelf-DeceitDeclaration of WarLover in all ShapesThe Goldsmith's ApprenticeAnswers in a Game of QuestionsDifferent Emotions on the same SpotWho'll buy Gods of love?The MisanthropeDifferent ThreatsMaiden WishesMotivesTrue EnjoymentThe FarewellThe Beautiful Night.Happiness and VisionLiving RemembranceThe Bliss of AbsenceTo LunaThe Wedding NightMischievous JoyApparent DeathNovember SongTo the Chosen OneFirst LossAfter SensationsProximity of the Beloved OnePresenceTo the Distant OneBy the RiverFarewellThe ExchangeWelcome and FarewellNew Love, New LifeTo BelindaMay SongWith a painted RibbonWith a golden NecklaceOn the LakeFrom the MountainFlower-SaluteIn SummerMay SongPremature SpringAutumn FeelingsRestless LoveThe Shepherd's LamentComfort in TearsNight SongLongingTo MignonThe Mountain CastleThe Spirit's SaluteTo a Golden Heart that he wore round his neckThe Bliss of SorrowThe Wanderer's Night-songThe SameThe Hunter's Even-SongTo the MoonTo LinaEver and EverywherePetitionTo his Coy OneNight ThoughtsTo LidaProximityReciprocalRollicking HansThe FreebooterJoy and SorrowMarchAprilMayJuneNext Year's SpringAt Midnight HourTo the rising full MoonThe BridegroomSuch, such is he who pleaseth meSicilian SongSwiss SongFinnish SongGipsy SongThe Destruction of Magdeburg
From his forefathers brave
For behind those eyes so bright,
A sketch of the life of Goethe is prefixed, in order that thereader may have before him both the Poet himself and the Poet'soffspring, and that he may see that the two are but one--thatGoethe lives in his works, that his works lived in him.
But, Satan, endless woe to thee!Thou thought'st to overcome Him then,
I feel my strength renew'd.I see her here, I see her there,
(* The title of a lyric piece composed by Schiller in honour ofthe marriage of the hereditary Prince of Weimar to the PrincessMaria of Russia, and performed in 1804.)
1782.-----THE CONSECRATED SPOT.