Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems

81. The Instructors 1/1/2004
82. The Magic Net 1/1/2004
83. The Friendly Meeting 1/1/2004
84. The Garlands 1/1/2004
85. The King Of Thule 1/1/2004
86. The Misanthrope 1/1/2004
87. The Drops Of Nectar 1/1/2004
88. The Maid Of The Mill's Repentance 1/1/2004
89. The Goldsmith's Apprentice 1/1/2004
90. The Legend Of The Horseshoe 1/1/2004
91. The Frogs 1/1/2004
92. The Muse's Mirror 1/1/2004
93. The Mountain Village 1/1/2004
94. General Confession 1/1/2004
95. The Metamorphosis Of Plants 1/1/2004
96. Hermann And Dorothea - Ix. Urania 4/5/2010
97. Hermann And Dorothea - V. Polyhymnia 4/5/2010
98. Hermann And Dorothea - Vi. Klio 4/5/2010
99. From Faust - Second Part - I. 4/5/2010
100. Hermann And Dorothea - I. Kalliope 4/5/2010
101. Hermann And Dorothea - Iii. Thalia 4/5/2010
102. Book Of Parables - Bulbul's Song 4/3/2010
103. Hermann And Dorothea - Ii. Terpsichore 4/5/2010
104. Sound, Sweet Song 1/1/2004
105. The God And The Bayadere - An Indian Legend 1/1/2004
106. From Faust - Vii. Margaret, Placing Fresh Flowers In The Flower-Pots. 4/5/2010
107. The Convivial Book - Can The Koran From Eternity Be? 4/5/2010
108. Book Of Suleika - Suleika 01 1/1/2004
109. Swiss Song 1/1/2004
110. Hermann And Dorothea - Vii. Erato 4/5/2010
111. Hatem 4/5/2010
112. From Iphigenia In Tauris 4/5/2010
113. Wont And Done 1/1/2004
114. The Loving One Writes 1/1/2004
115. Book Of Suleika - The Loving One Again 1/1/2004
116. Hermann And Dorothea - Viii. Melpomene 4/5/2010
117. The Fox And The Crane 1/1/2004
118. The Brethren 1/1/2004
119. Tame Xenia 4/5/2010
120. Table Song 1/1/2004

Comments about Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

  • Elke@hotmail.com (6/4/2018 1:09:00 PM)

    Fuer Sie, liebe Gisela: In allen Wipfeln spuerest Du kaum einen Hauch. Die Voegelein schweigen im Walde, warte nur, balde ruhest auch Du.

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  • giselamc@optusnet.com.au (2/20/2018 3:47:00 PM)

    I am going to have my 86.Birthday and I am looking for the little poem by Goethe, which was drummed into us besides other poetry by my teacher:
    'Ueber allen Gipfeln ist Ruh' and I can't remember the rest completely. Can anyone help

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/10/2015 5:40:00 AM)

    Gut! Ein Mittel, ohne Geld
    Und Arzt und Zauberei zu haben:
    Begib dich gleich hinaus aufs Feld,
    Fang an zu hacken und zu graben,
    Erhalte dich und deinen Sinn
    In einem ganz beschraunken Kreise,
    Ernauhre dich mit ungemischter Speise,
    Leb Mit dem Vieh als Vieh, and acht es nicht fur Raub,
    Den Acker, den du erntest, selbst zu dungen;
    Das ist das beste Mittel, glaub,
    Auf achtzig Jahr dich zu verjungenl

    -

    Good! A method can be used
    without physicians, gold, or magic,
    Go out into the open field
    and start to dig and cultivate;
    keep your body and your spirit
    in a humble and restricted sphere,
    sustain yourself by simple fare,
    live with your herd and spread your own manure
    on land from which you reap your nourishment.
    Believe me, that's the best procedure
    to keep your youth for eighty years or more.

    [Faust - A Witch's Kitchen - (Mephistopheles to Faust) ]

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/10/2015 5:37:00 AM)

    Willst du immer weiterschweifen?
    Sieh, das Gute liegt so nah.
    Lerne nur das Glück ergreifen,
    denn das Glück ist immer da.

    -

    Do you wish to roam farther and farther?
    See the good that lies so near.
    Just learn how to capture your luck,
    for your luck is always there.

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/10/2015 5:36:00 AM)

    misunderstandings and neglect create more confusion in this world than trickery and malice. At any rate, the last two are certainly much less frequent.

    'Die Leiden des Jungen Werthers' (The Sorrows of Young Werther)

  • Prakash mohanty (8/24/2015 9:32:00 PM)

    Hlo frnd !!!

  • Donnie Dantonio (10/11/2004 5:00:00 PM)

    hey can u read cazy love for me and tell me how u like it

Best Poem of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The Erl-King

1.
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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Night Thoughts

OH, unhappy stars! your fate I mourn,

Ye by whom the sea-toss'd sailor's lighted,
Who with radiant beams the heav'ns adorn,

But by gods and men are unrequited:
For ye love not,--ne'er have learnt to love!
Ceaselessly in endless dance ye move,
In the spacious sky your charms displaying,

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