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Mournful groans as when a tempest lowers	B
Echo from the dreary house of woe	C
Death notes rise from yonder minster's towers	B
Bearing out a youth they slowly go	C
Yes a youth unripe yet for the bier	D
Gathered in the spring time of his days	E
Thrilling yet with pulses strong and clear	F
With the flame that in his bright eye plays	E
Yes a son the idol of his mother	G
Oh her mournful sigh shows that too well	H
Yes my bosom friend alas my brother	G
Up each man the sad procession swell	H
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Do ye boast ye pines so gray and old	I
Storms to brave with thunderbolts to sport	J
And ye hills that ye the heavens uphold	I
And ye heavens that ye the suns support	J
Boasts the graybeard who on haughty deeds	K
As on billows seeks perfection's height	L
Boasts the hero whom his prowess leads	K
Up to future glory's temple bright	L
If the gnawing worms the floweret blast	M
Who can madly think he'll ne'er decay	N
Who above below can hope to last	M
If the young man's life thus fleets away	N
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Joyously his days of youth so glad	O
Danced along in rosy garb beclad	O
And the world the world was then so sweet	O
And how kindly how enchantingly	H
Smiled the future with what golden eye	P
Did life's paradise his moments greet	O
While the tear his mother's eye escaped	O
Under him the realm of shadows gaped	O
And the fates his thread began to sever	G
Earth and Heaven then vanished from his sight	O
From the grave thought shrank he in affright	O
Sweet the world is to the dying ever	G
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Dumb and deaf 'tis in that narrow place	Q
Deep the slumbers of the buried one	R
Brother Ah in ever slackening race	Q
All thy hopes their circuit cease to run	R
Sunbeams oft thy native hill still lave	S
But their glow thou never more canst feel	H
O'er its flowers the zephyr's pinions wave	S
O'er thine ear its murmur ne'er can steal	H
Love will never tinge thine eye with gold	O
Never wilt thou embrace thy blooming bride	O
Not e'en though our tears in torrents rolled	O
Death must now thine eye forever hide	O
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Yet 'tis well for precious is the rest	O
In that narrow house the sleep is calm	T
There with rapture sorrow leaves the breast	O
Man's afflictions there no longer harm	U
Slander now may wildly rave o'er thee	V
And temptation vomit poison fell	H
O'er the wrangle on the Pharisee	Q
Murderous bigots banish thee to hell	H
Rogues beneath apostle masks may leer	G
And the bastard child of justice play	H
As it were with dice with mankind here	G
And so on until the judgment day	H
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O'er thee fortune still may juggle on	W
For her minions blindly look around	O
Man now totter on his staggering throne	X
And in dreary puddles now be found	O
Blest art thou within thy narrow cell	H
To this stir of tragi comedy	V
To these fortune waves that madly swell	H
To this vain and childish lottery	V
To this busy crowd effecting naught	O
To this rest with labor teeming o'er	G
Brother to this heaven with devils fraught	O
Now thine eyes have closed forevermore	G
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Fare thee well oh thou to memory dear	G
By our blessings lulled to slumbers sweet	O
Sleep on calmly in thy prison drear	G
Sleep on calmly till again we meet	O
Till the loud Almighty trumpet sounds	Q
Echoing through these corpse encumbered hills	Q
Till God's storm wind bursting through the bounds	Q
Placed by death with life those corpses fills	Q
Till impregnate with Jehovah's blast	O
Graves bring forth and at His menace dread	O
In the smoke of planets melting fast	O
Once again the tombs give up their dead	O
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Not in worlds as dreamed of by the wise	Q
Not in heavens as sung in poet's song	Y
Not in e'en the people's paradise	Q
Yet we shall o'ertake thee and ere long	Y
Is that true which cheered the pilgrim's gloom	Z
Is it true that thoughts can yonder be	V
True that virtue guides us o'er the tomb	Z
That 'tis more than empty phantasy	Q
All these riddles are to thee unveiled	O
Truth thy soul ecstatic now drinks up	A2
Truth in radiance thousandfold exhaled	O
From the mighty Father's blissful cup	A2
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Dark and silent bearers draw then nigh	P
To the slayer serve the feast the while	H
Cease ye mourners cease your wailing cry	P
Dust on dust upon the body pile	H
Where's the man who God to tempt presumes	Q
Where the eye that through the gulf can see	Q
Holy holy holy art thou God of tombs	Q
We with awful trembling worship Thee	Q
Dust may back to native dust be ground	O
From its crumbling house the spirit fly	P
And the storm its ashes strew around	O
But its love its love shall never die	P

Friedrich Schiller

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