Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems

321. First Loss 1/1/2004
322. Night Thoughts 1/1/2004
323. Alexis And Dora 4/3/2010
324. Lover In All Shapes 1/1/2004
325. Restless Love 1/1/2004
326. Longing 1/1/2004
327. Roman Elegies I 1/21/2003
328. Calm At Sea 1/1/2004
329. Authors 1/1/2004
330. As Broad As It's Long 1/1/2004
331. Before A Court Of Justice 1/1/2004
332. Admonition 1/1/2004
333. Blindman's Buff 1/1/2004
334. Courage 1/1/2004
335. Next Year's Spring 1/1/2004
336. Answers In A Game Of Questions 1/1/2004
337. Ballad Of The Banished And Returning Count 1/1/2004
338. Book Of Contemplation - Firdusi 1/1/2004
339. Book Of Contemplation - Five Things 1/1/2004
340. Another 1/1/2004
341. Mignon 1/21/2003
342. Farewell 1/1/2004
343. A Symbol 1/1/2004
344. Anacreon's Grave 1/1/2004
345. A Legacy 4/3/2010
346. Anniversary Song 1/1/2004
347. Happiness And Vision 1/1/2004
348. The Country Schoolmaster 1/1/2004
349. Book Of Suleika - Love For Love 1/1/2004
350. A Plan The Muses Entertained 1/1/2004
351. A Parable 1/1/2004
352. The Dance Of Death 1/1/2004
353. Apparent Death 1/1/2004
354. Book Of Love - Love's Torments 1/1/2004
355. At Midnight Hour 1/1/2004
356. April 1/21/2003
357. Autumn Feelings 1/1/2004
358. Prometheus 1/1/2004
359. After-Sensations 1/1/2004
360. The Erl-King 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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Longing

WHAT pulls at my heart so?

What tells me to roam?
What drags me and lures me

From chamber and home?
How round the cliffs gather

The clouds high in air!

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