Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ( 10 of 179 )
The coward threatens when he is safe.
The coward threatens when he is safe.
Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.
Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.
A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
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A vi'let on the meadow grew,
That no one saw, that no one knew,
It was a modest flower.
A shepherdess pass'd by that way--
Light footed, pretty and so gay;
That way she came,
Softly warbling forth her lay.
By nature we have no defect that could not become a strength, no strength that could not become a defect
By nature we have no defect that could not become a strength, no strength that could not become a defect
As all Nature's thousands changes
But one changeless God proclaim;
So in Art's wide kingdom ranges
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As all Nature's thousands changes
But one changeless God proclaim;
So in Art's wide kingdom ranges
One sole meaning still the same:
This is Truth, eternal Reason,
Which from Beauty takes its dress,
And serene through time and season
Stands aye in loveliness.
You'll never attain it unless you know the feeling.
[Ger., Wenn ihr's nicht fuhlt ihr werdet's nicht erjagen.]
You'll never attain it unless you know the feeling.
[Ger., Wenn ihr's nicht fuhlt ihr werdet's nicht erjagen.]
Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.
Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.
No, no! The devil is an egotist,
And is not apt, without why or wherefore,
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No, no! The devil is an egotist,
And is not apt, without why or wherefore,
"For God's sake," others to assist.
[Ger., Nein, nein! Der Teufel ist ein Egoist
Und thut nicht leicht um Gottes Willen,
Was einem Andern nutzlich ist.]
Thou shalt abstain,
Renounce, refrain.
[Ger., Entbehren sollst du! sollst entbehren.]
Thou shalt abstain,
Renounce, refrain.
[Ger., Entbehren sollst du! sollst entbehren.]
There was a king of Thule,
Was faithful till the grave,
To whom his mistress dying,
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There was a king of Thule,
Was faithful till the grave,
To whom his mistress dying,
A golden goblet gave.
[Ger., Es war ein Konig in Tule
Gar treu bis an das Grab,
Dem sterbend seine Buhle
Einen gold'nen Becher gab.]
