Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

(28 August 1749 – 22 March 1832 / Frankfurt am Main)

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems

1. Book Of Suleika - The Loving One Again 1/1/2004
2. Book Of Suleika - Hatem 02 1/1/2004
3. On The New Year 1/1/2004
4. When I Was Still A Youthful Wight 1/1/2004
5. Sound, Sweet Song 1/1/2004
6. Trilogy Of Passion 02 Elegy 1/1/2004
7. Swiss Song 1/1/2004
8. The Chosen Cliff 1/1/2004
9. Book Of Suleika - Suleika 03 1/1/2004
10. Rollicking Hans 1/1/2004
11. The Wrangler 1/1/2004
12. The Brethren 1/1/2004
13. The Fox And The Crane 1/1/2004
14. To Lina 1/1/2004
15. The Garlands 1/1/2004
16. Book Of Suleika - These Tufted Branches 1/1/2004
17. The Convert 1/1/2004
18. Three Palinodias - 01 1/1/2004
19. The Friendly Meeting 1/1/2004
20. Minstrel's Book - Discord 1/1/2004
21. The New Amor 1/1/2004
22. The New Amadis 1/1/2004
23. The Prosperous Voyage 1/1/2004
24. To My Friend - Ode I 1/1/2004
25. Leopold, Duke Of Brunswick 1/1/2004
26. Paulo Post Futuri 1/1/2004
27. When The Fox Dies, His Skin Counts 1/1/2004
28. To The Husbandman 1/1/2004
29. The Instructors 1/1/2004
30. Explanation Of An Antique Gem 1/1/2004
31. The Magic Net 1/1/2004
32. Table Song 1/1/2004
33. The Minstrel 1/1/2004
34. The Misanthrope 1/1/2004
35. Book Of Suleika - Suleika 01 1/1/2004
36. The German Parnassus 1/1/2004
37. From 1/1/2004
38. The Pariah - The Pariah's Thanks 1/1/2004
39. Book Of Suleika - Hatem 03 1/1/2004
40. Minstrel's Book - The Four Favours 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The Erl-King

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WHO rides there so late through the night dark and drear?
The father it is, with his infant so dear;
He holdeth the boy tightly clasp'd in his arm,
He holdeth him safely, he keepeth him warm.

"My son, wherefore seek'st thou thy face thus to hide?"
"Look, father, the Erl-King is close by our side!
Dost see not the Erl-King, with crown and with train?"
"My son, 'tis the mist rising over the plain."

"Oh, come, thou dear infant! oh come thou with me!
Full many a game I will play there with thee;
On my strand, lovely flowers their blossoms unfold,
My ...

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To Belinda

WHEREFORE drag me to yon glittering eddy,

With resistless might?
Was I, then, not truly blest already

In the silent night?

In my secret chamber refuge taking,

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