Novalis

(1772 - 1801 / Germany)

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Georg Friedrich Philipp von Hardenburg (wrote under the pen name of Novalis) was born in Oberwiederstedt, Prussian Saxony, into a family of Protestant Lower Saxon nobility. His father was a director of a salt mine. At the age of ten Novalis was sent to a religious school but he did not adjust to its strict discipline. For some time Novalis lived with his uncle, grandseigneur, who opened him doors to French rationalism and culture. He then went to Weissenfels, where his father moved, and entered the Eisleben gymnasium. In 1790-91 he studied law at the University of Jena, where he met Friedrich von Schiller and Friedrich Schlegel. Novalis completed his studies at Wittenberg in 1793. The ideas ... more »

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  • Yelson von Grönroos (10/25/2016 4:08:00 AM)

    I have to disagree with you regarding your statement about Novalis poems not being regarded as important or "well-loved" by the younger generation; I for instance am only eighteen years old this year and has since I was seven read these poems at least five times each and I still enjoy them while occasionally quote parts of them.

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  • Jacqui Thewless (7/15/2009 5:13:00 PM)

    Novalis was the second major poetic influence in my biography. The first was Dylan Thomas (whose poetry I discovered when I was 12 yrs old) . I was almost 19 when I discovered 'Henry Von Ofterdingen' and 'Hymns to The Night'. I wonder that these works are not more well-loved by young people today.

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Hymns To The Night : 5

In ancient times, over the widespread families of men an iron Fate ruled with dumb force. A gloomy oppression swathed their heavy souls -- the earth was boundless -- the abode of the gods and their home. From eternal ages stood its mysterious structure. Beyond the red hills of the morning, in the sacred bosom of the sea, dwelt the sun, the all-enkindling, living Light. An aged giant upbore the blissful world. Fast beneath mountains lay the first-born sons of mother Earth. Helpless in their destroying fury against the new, glorious race of gods, and their kindred, glad-hearted men. The ocean's ...

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