Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human
kindness.
[Ger., In gahrend Drachengift hast read more

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human
kindness.
[Ger., In gahrend Drachengift hast du
Die Milch der frommen Denkart mir verwandelt.]

Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke
Should wear his cross upon the heart.

Not he who scorns the Saviour's yoke
Should wear his cross upon the heart.

And this be the vocation fit,
For which the founder fashioned it;
High, high above earth's life, read more

And this be the vocation fit,
For which the founder fashioned it;
High, high above earth's life, earth's labor
E'en to the heaven's blue vault to soar.
To hover as the thunder's neighbor,
The very firmament explore.
To be a voice as from above
Like yonder stars so bright and clear,
That praise their Maker as they move,
And usher in the circling year.
Tun'd be its metal mouth alone
To things eternal and sublime.
And as the swift wing'd hours speed on
May it record the flight of time!

Against stupidity the very gods
Themselves contend in vain.
[Ger., Mit der Dummheit kampfen Gotter selbst vergebens.]

Against stupidity the very gods
Themselves contend in vain.
[Ger., Mit der Dummheit kampfen Gotter selbst vergebens.]

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,

If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,