The Life of Goethe, Volumes 1-2

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F. A. Brockhaus, 1864
 

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Page 308 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 92 - Geheimnisvoll am lichten Tag, Läßt sich Natur des Schleiers nicht berauben, Und was sie deinem Geist nicht offenbaren mag, Das zwingst du ihr nicht ab mit Hebeln und mit Schrauben.
Page 199 - To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Page 231 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 58 - I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Page 233 - How am I glutted with conceit of this ! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please ? Resolve me of all ambiguities ? Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, i Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates.
Page 47 - Willst du genau erfahren was sich ziemt, So frage nur bei edlen Frauen an.
Page 285 - He fought his doubts and gathered strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them ; thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own.
Page 231 - The child is father of the man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by naturai piety.' [THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Page 327 - With a five-and-twenty years' experience since those happy days of which I write, and an acquaintance with an immense variety of human kind, I think I have never seen a society more simple, charitable, courteous, gentlemanlike than that of the dear little Saxon city, where the good Schiller and the great Goethe lived and lie buried.

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