Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems

161. The Chosen Cliff 1/1/2004
162. The Godlike 1/1/2004
163. On The New Year 1/1/2004
164. From 1/1/2004
165. The Bridegroom 1/1/2004
166. Minstrel's Book - Discord 1/1/2004
167. Rollicking Hans 1/1/2004
168. The Fool's Epilogue 1/1/2004
169. Minstrel's Book - The Four Favours 1/1/2004
170. Gipsy Song 1/1/2004
171. The Consecrated Spot 1/1/2004
172. By The River Ii 1/1/2004
173. The Buyers 1/1/2004
174. Coptic Song 1/1/2004
175. Genial Impulse 1/1/2004
176. The Faithless Boy 4/5/2010
177. Such, Such Is He Who Pleaseth Me 1/1/2004
178. Departure 1/1/2004
179. Found 4/5/2010
180. My Goddess 4/5/2010
181. Wedding Night 4/5/2010
182. Legend 4/5/2010
183. In A Word 1/1/2004
184. Celebrity 1/1/2004
185. The Coy One 1/1/2004
186. Constancy In Change 1/1/2004
187. Joy 1/1/2004
188. Lose The Day Loitering 4/3/2010
189. Minstrel's Book - Song And Structure 1/1/2004
190. On The Lake 1/1/2004
191. My Own Property 1/1/2004
192. Phoebus And Hermes 1/1/2004
193. From An Album Of 1604 1/1/2004
194. Like And Like 1/1/2004
195. Charade 1/1/2004
196. By The River 1/1/2004
197. From Egmont 4/5/2010
198. Motives 1/1/2004
199. Growth 1/1/2004
200. The Fox And The Huntsman 1/1/2004

Comments about Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

  • (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

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  • 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

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 ...

Read the full of The Erl-King

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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