Friedrich Schiller

Friedrich Schiller Poems

  • 101.  
    Pale, at its ghastly noon,
    Pauses above the death-still wood--the moon; The night-sprite, sighing, through the dim air stirs;
  • 102.  
    Joy, thou beauteous godly lightning,
    Daughter of Elysium,Fire drunken we are entâ??ring
  • 103.  
    Once more, then, we meet
    In the circles of yore;Let our song be as sweet
  • 104.  
    Thou hast crossed over torrents, and swung through wide-spreading ocean,--
    Over the chain of the Alps dizzily bore thee the bridge,That thou might'st see me from near, and learn to value my beauty,
  • 105.  
    All that thou doest is right; but, friend, don't carry this precept
    On too far,--be content, all that is right to effect. It is enough to true zeal, if what is existing be perfect;
  • 106.  
    Thou hast produced mighty monarchs, of whom thou art not unworthy,
    For the obedient alone make him who governs them great. But, O Germany, try if thou for thy rulers canst make it
  • 107.  
    Even the moral world its nobility boasts--vulgar natures
    Reckon by that which they do; noble, by that which they are.
  • 108.  
    Nowhere in the organic or sensitive world ever kindles
    Novelty, save in the flower, noblest creation of life.
  • 109.  
    Majesty of the nature of man! In crowds shall I seek thee?
    'Tis with only a few that thou hast made thine abode. Only a few ever count; the rest are but blanks of no value,
  • 110.  
    If thou never hast gazed upon beauty in moments of sorrow,
    Thou canst with truth never boast that thou true beauty hast seen.If thou never hast gazed upon gladness in beauteous features,
  • 111.  
    Three errors there are, that forever are found
    On the lips of the good, on the lips of the best;But empty their meaning and hollow their sound--
  • 112.  
    Friend!--the Great Ruler, easily content,
    Needs not the laws it has laborious beenThe task of small professors to invent;
  • 113.  
    Believe me, together
    The bright gods come ever, Still as of old;
  • 114.  
    That which Grecian art created,
    Let the Frank, with joy elated, Bear to Seine's triumphant strand,
  • 115.  
    The air is perfumed with the morning's fresh breeze,
    From the bush peer the sunbeams all purple and bright,While they gleam through the clefts of the dark-waving trees,
  • 116.  
    Now hearken, ye who take delight
    In boasting of your worth! To many a man, to many a knight,
  • 117.  
    Ye offspring of the morning sun,
    Ye flowers that deck the smiling plain,Your lives, in joy and bliss begun,
  • 118.  
    We speak with the lip, and we dream in the soul,
    Of some better and fairer day;And our days, the meanwhile, to that golden goal
  • 119.  
    God alone sees the heart and therefore, since he alone sees it,
    Be it our care that we, too, something that's worthy may see.
  • 120.  
    Ne'er does he taste the fruit of the tree that he raised with such trouble;
    Nothing but taste e'er enjoys that which by learning is reared.
  • 121.  
    Which religion do I acknowledge?
    None that thou namest. 'None that I name? And why so? '-
  • 122.  
    Sweet friend, the world, like some fair infant blessed,
    Radiant with sportive grace, around thee plays;Yet 'tis not as depicted in thy breast--
  • 123.  
    I, too, at length discerned great Hercules' energy mighty,--
    Saw his shade. He himself was not, alas, to be seen.Round him were heard, like the screaming of birds,
  • 124.  
    Was it always as now? This race I truly can't fathom.
    Nothing is young but old age; youth, alas! only is old.
  • 125.  
    Could I from this valley drear,
    Where the mist hangs heavily,Soar to some more blissful sphere,
  • 126.  
    "I Have sacrificed all," thou sayest, "that man I might succor;
    Vain the attempt; my reward was persecution and hate." Shall I tell thee, my friend, how I to humor him manage?
  • 127.  
    Thou in truth shouldst be one, yet not with the whole shouldst thou be so.
    'Tis through the reason thou'rt one,--art so with it through the heart.Voice of the whole is thy reason, but thou thine own heart must be ever;
  • 128.  
    Let none resemble another; let each resemble the highest!
    How can that happen? let each be all complete in itself.
  • 129.  
    Who and what gave to me the wish to woo thee--
    Still, lip to lip, to cling for aye unto thee?Who made thy glances to my soul the link--
  • 130.  
    Fast, in its prison-walls of earth,
    Awaits the mould of baked clay. Up, comrades, up, and aid the birth
  • 131.  
    Man frames his judgment on reason; but woman on love founds her verdict;
    If her judgment loves not, woman already has judged.
  • 132.  
    At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array,
    In its halls renowned in old story, At the coronation banquet so gay
  • 133.  
    By no kind Augustus reared,
    To no Medici endeared, German art arose;
  • 134.  
    The tyrant Dionys to seek,
    Stern Moerus with his poniard crept; The watchful guard upon him swept;
  • 135.  
    That which I learned from the Deity,-
    that which through lifetime hath helped me,Meekly and gratefully now, here I suspend in his shrine.
  • 136.  
    Hast thou the infant seen that yet, unknowing of the love
    Which warms and cradles, calmly sleeps the mother's heart above--Wandering from arm to arm, until the call of passion wakes,
  • 137.  
    'How can I know the best state?'
    In the way that thou know'st the best woman; Namely, my friend, that the world ever is silent of both.
  • 138.  
    The foaming stream from out the rock
    With thunder roar begins to rush,-- The oak falls prostrate at the shock,
  • 139.  
    Hail to thee, mountain beloved, with thy glittering purple-dyed summit!
    Hail to thee also, fair sun, looking so lovingly on! Thee, too, I hail, thou smiling plain, and ye murmuring lindens,
  • 140.  
    Honor to woman! To her it is given
    To garden the earth with the roses of heaven! All blessed, she linketh the loves in their choir
  • 141.  
    Lovely he looks, 'tis true, with the light of his torch now extinguished;
    But remember that death is not aesthetic, my friends!
  • 142.  
    Once for the sceptre of Germany, fought with Bavarian Louis
    Frederick, of Hapsburg descent, both being called to the throne. But the envious fortune of war delivered the Austrian
  • 143.  
    Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying,
    Fairer than all mortal youths was he;Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying
  • 144.  
    Wilt thou not the lambkins guard?
    Oh, how soft and meek they look,Feeding on the grassy sward,
  • 145.  
    Three words will I name thee--around and about,
    From the lip to the lip, full of meaning, they flee;But they had not their birth in the being without,
  • 146.  
    Wreathe in a garland the corn's golden ear!
    With it, the Cyane [31] blue intertwineRapture must render each glance bright and clear,
  • 147.  
    "What knight or what vassal will be so bold
    As to plunge in the gulf below?See! I hurl in its depths a goblet of gold,
  • 148.  
    O Freunde, nicht diese Tone!
    Sondern lasst uns angenehmere anstimmen Und freudenvollere!
  • 149.  
    The clouds fast gather,
    The forest-oaks roar-- A maiden is sitting
  • 150.  
    Hear I the creaking gate unclose?
    The gleaming latch uplifted?No--'twas the wind that, whirring, rose,
Total 163 poems written by Friedrich Schiller

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