Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poems

AS a butterfly renew'd,

When in life I breath'd my last,
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AH, ye gods! ye great immortals
In the spacious heavens above us!
Would ye on this earth but give us
Steadfast minds and dauntless courage
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Sir Wit, who is so much esteem'd,
And who is worthy of all honour,
Saw Beauty his superior deem'd
By folks who loved to gaze upon her;
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THE tale of the Count our glad song shall record

Who had in this castle his dwelling,
Where now ye are feasting the new-married lord,
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NOT occasion makes the thief;

She's the greatest of the whole;
For Love's relics, to my grief,
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OH, would I resembled

The country girls fair,
Who rosy-red ribbons
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ONCE, methought, in the night hours cold,

That I saw the moon in my sleep;
But as soon as I waken'd, behold
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CAN it be! of stars the star,

Do I press thee to my heart?
In the night of distance far,
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CHORUS.

To the strand! quick, mount the bark!
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COULD this early bliss but rest

Constant for one single hour!
But e'en now the humid West
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