Der junge Goethe, Volum 6Insel-Verlag, 1912 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 455 - Could nought of purity display To emulate his mind. "The dew, the blossom on the tree, With charms inconstant shine: Their charms were his, but, woe to me, Their constancy was mine.
Pàgina 187 - Or seeks the den where snow-tracks mark the way And drags the struggling savage into day. At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down the monarch of a shed; Smiles by his cheerful fire, and round surveys His children's looks that brighten at the blaze; While his lov'd partner, boastful of her hoard, Displays her cleanly platter on the board ; And haply, too, some pilgrim, thither led, With many a tale repays the nightly bed.
Pàgina 455 - I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. And there, forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die: 'Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.
Pàgina 187 - Cheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose, Breathes the keen air, and carols as he goes...
Pàgina 189 - Now sinks at last, or feebly mans the soul ; While low delights, succeeding fast behind, In happier meanness occupy the mind : As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, Defac'd by time and tottering in decay, There in the ruin, heedless of the dead, The shelter-seeking peasant builds his shed, And, wond'ring man could want the larger pile, Exults, and owns his cottage with a smile.
Pàgina 210 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Pàgina 187 - Redress the clime, and all its rage disarm. Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot, the lot of all; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed; No costly lord, the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal ; But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
Pàgina 455 - Till quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride ; And sought a solitude forlorn. In secret where he died.
Pàgina 137 - ANIMULA ! vagula, blandula, Hospes, comesque, corporis, Quae nunc abibis in- loca — Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nee, ut soles, dabis jocos...
Pàgina 189 - And though the rocky-crested summits frown, These rocks, by custom, turn to beds of down. From art more various are the blessings sent, Wealth, commerce, honour, liberty, content.