The Poems and Ballads of Schiller, Volume 2Blackwood, 1844 - 284 pages |
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Page 74 - Men suffer all their life long under the foolish superstition that they can be cheated. But it is as impossible for a man to be cheated by any one but himself, as for a thing to be and not to be at the same time.
Page 3 - As when fire is with water commix'd and contending, And the spray of its wrath to the welkin up-soars, And flood upon flood hurries on, never ending; And it never will rest, nor from travail be free, Like a sea that is labouring the birth of a sea.
Page lxxxix - He divined something of the fact, and said at last, ' I see — Schiller must be very ill.' That night they overheard him, — the serene man who seemed almost above human affection, who disdained to reveal to others whatever grief he felt when his son died, — they overheard Goethe weep ! In the morning he said to a friend, ' Is it not true that Schiller was very ill yesterday ? ' The friend (it was a woman) sobbed. ' He is dead,' said Goethe faintly. ' You have said it,
Page 1 - And the knights and the squires that gathered around, Stood silent — and fixed on the ocean their eyes; They looked on the dismal and savage Profound, And the peril chilled back every thought of the prize. And thrice spoke the monarch — " The cup to win, Is there never a wight who will venture in...
Page 4 - Quick-brightening like lightning — it tore me along, Down, down, till the gush of a torrent at play, In the rocks of its wilderness caught me — and strong As the wings of an eagle, it whirled me away. Vain, vain were my struggles — the circle had won me, Round and round in its dance the wild element spun me.
Page 9 - A snowy hand let fall a glove : — Midway between the beasts of prey, Lion and tiger; there it lay, The winsome lady's glove! Fair Cunigonde said, with a lip of scorn, To the knight DELORGES — "If the love you have sworn Were as gallant and leal as you boast it to be, I might ask you to bring back that glove to me! " The knight left the place where the lady sate; The knight he has pass'd thro...