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----- THE MUSES' SON.
[Goethe quotes the beginning of this song in his Autobiography, as expressing the manner in which his poetical effusions used to pour out from him.]
THROUGH field and wood to stray, And pipe my tuneful lay,--
'Tis thus my days are pa.s.s'd; And all keep tune with me, And move in harmony,
And so on, to the last.
To wait I scarce have power The garden's earliest flower,
The tree's first bloom in Spring; They hail my joyous strain,-- When Winter comes again,
Of that sweet dream I sing.
My song sounds far and near, O'er ice it echoes clear,
Then Winter blossoms bright; And when his blossoms fly, Fresh raptures meet mine eye,
Upon the well-till'd height.
When 'neath the linden tree, Young folks I chance to see,
I set them moving soon; His nose the dull lad curls, The formal maiden whirls,
Obedient to my tune.
Wings to the feet ye lend, O'er hill and vale ye send
The lover far from home; When shall I, on your breast,.
Ye kindly muses, rest, And cease at length to roam?
1800.*
------ FOUND.
ONCE through the forest
Alone I went; To seek for nothing
My thoughts were bent.
I saw i' the shadow
A flower stand there As stars it glisten'd,
As eyes 'twas fair.
I sought to pluck it,--
It gently said: "Shall I be gather'd
Only to fade?"
With all its roots
I dug it with care, And took it home
To my garden fair.
In silent corner
Soon it was set; There grows it ever,
There blooms it yet.
1815.*
----- LIKE AND LIKE.
A FAIR bell-flower
Sprang tip from the ground; And early its fragrance
It shed all around; A bee came thither
And sipp'd from its bell; That they for each other
Were made, we see well.
1814.
----- RECIPROCAL INVITATION TO THE DANCE.
THE INDIFFERENT.
COME to the dance with me, come with me, fair one!
Dances a feast-day like this may well crown.
If thou my sweetheart art not, thou canst be so,
But if thou wilt not, we still will dance on.
Come to the dance with me, come with me, fair one!
Dances a feast-day like this may well crown.
THE TENDER.
Loved one, without thee, what then would all feast be?
Sweet one, without thee, what then were the dance?
