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SPRING. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Goethe’s Works, vol. 1 (Poems) [1885]

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Goethe’s Works, illustrated by the best German artists, 5 vols. (Philadelphia: G. Barrie, 1885). Vol. 1.

Part of: Goethe’s Works, 5 vols.

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SPRING.

    • I.

    • ULL ye Distichs, awake! Ye lively youths in your joyance!
    • Rich are gardens and fields! Bring ye blossoms for wreaths.
    • II.

    • Rich is the meadow in flowers; yet the eye cannot claim all their beauty.
    • Others bloom for the heart. Reader, now choose for thyself!
    • III.

    • Rosebud! thou art the flower of the maiden, rosy and blooming;
    • Symbol of queenly guise, symbol of modest deport.
    • IV.

    • Violets cluster’d together and bound in a delicate nosegay
    • Making one flower; ’tis thou, home-loving maiden, I mean!
    • V.

    • One whom I knew, like a lily was slender. Purity cloth’d her
    • Pridelike. Such splendor of garb Solomon sure never saw.
    • VI.

    • Lovely the Columbine stands and hangs his radiant head down:
    • Petulance is it, or pride? Answer me now if you can!
    • VII.

    • Many odorous bells thou swingest, O Hyacinth, gayly,
    • Yet nor fragrance or bells have the gift to attract.
    • VIII.

    • Hesperus! thee in the garish day men pass without noting;
    • When the nightingale sings, then thy glory appears.
    • IX.

    • Thou, Tuberose, art haughty, and thou rejoicest in freedom,
    • Yet—away from my sight! Come not nigh to my heart!
    • X.

    • Glowing the Poppy I see in the distance; when I come nearer,
    • Ah! then I learn thee too late! thou that apest the Rose.
    • XI.

    • Tulips, I know ye are scorn’d by those who take pride in æsthetics;
    • Courage! a thought that’s robust needs a lusty leaf.
    • XII.

    • Pinks! how lovely ye are! Yet ye all resemble each other.
    • Who can distinguish? Not I! How then, pray, can I choose?
    • XIII.

    • Flush with the colors of dawn Ranunculus, Tulips and Asters!
    • Here is a dark fragrant flower, puts you all to the blush.
    • XIV.

    • Crowsfoot! none of thy sisters attract me; desire ye awake not;
    • Yet, commingled in beds, pleasure ye give to the eye.
    • XV.

    • Tell me what perfumes the chamber? Mignonette, fragrant and pleasing,
    • Colorless, shapeless and still, modest and sensible plant.
    • XVI.

    • Ornament fit for the garden, where’er thou appearest, thou sayest:
    • “Ceres, the Queen, with her hand scatter’d me forth with the grain.”
    • XVII.

    • Sweetest of dainty flowers! thy eyes so tender they whisper
    • Always, “Forget-me-not!” always, “Forget not thy friend!”
    • XVIII.

    • If from the eye of the mind the forms of the flowers should all vanish,
    • Eleonore! thy face would’st ever remain in my heart!
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