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Front Page Titles (by Subject) THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST'S DESCENT INTO HELL. - Goethe's Works, vol. 1 (Poems)
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST’S DESCENT INTO HELL. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Goethe’s Works, vol. 1 (Poems) [1885]Edition used:Goethe’s Works, illustrated by the best German artists, 5 vols. (Philadelphia: G. Barrie, 1885). Vol. 1.
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- The Life of Goethe By Hjalmar H. Boyesen, Ph.d.
- Poems
- Dedication.
- Songs
- Sound, Sweet Song.
- To the Kind Reader.
- The New Amadis
- When the Fox Dies, His Skin Counts.
- The Heathrose.
- Blindman’s Buff.
- Christel.
- The Coy One.
- The Convert.
- Preservation.
- The Muses’ Son.
- Found.
- Like and Like.
- Reciprocal Invitation to the Dance.
- Self-deceit.
- Declaration of War.
- Lover In All Shapes.
- The Goldsmith’s Apprentice.
- Joy and Sorrow.
- March.
- Answers In a Game of Questions.
- Different Emotions On the Same Spot.
- Who’ll Buy Gods of Love?
- The Misanthrope.
- True Enjoyment.
- Happiness and Vision.
- The Farewell.
- The Beautiful Night.
- Apparent Death.
- Proximity.
- Living Remembrance.
- The Bliss of Absence.
- To Luna.
- The Wedding Night.
- Mischievous Joy.
- Farewell.
- The Exchange.
- November Song.
- To the Chosen One.
- First Loss.
- After-sensations.
- Proximity of the Beloved One.
- Presence.
- To the Distant One.
- By the River.
- Night Song.
- Calm At Sea.
- The Prosperous Voyage.
- Courage.
- Admonition.
- Welcome and Farewell.
- New Love, New Life.
- To Belinda.
- May Song.
- With a Painted Ribbon.
- With a Golden Necklace.
- To Charlotte.
- On the Lake.
- From the Mountain.
- Flower Salute.
- May Song.
- Premature Spring.
- Autumn Feelings
- Restless Love.
- The Shepherd’s Lament.
- Comfort In Tears.
- Longing.
- To Mignon.
- The Mountain Castle
- The Spirit’s Salute.
- To a Golden Heart That He Wore Round His Neck.
- The Bliss of Sorrow.
- The Wanderer’s Night-song.
- The Same.
- To the Moon.
- The Hunter’s Even-song.
- My Only Property.
- To Lina.
- Familiar Songs
- On the New Year.
- Anniversary Song.
- The Spring Oracle.
- The Happy Couple.
- Song of Fellowship.
- Constancy In Change.
- Table Song.
- Wont and Done.
- General Confession.
- Coptic Song.
- Another.
- Vanitas! Vanitatum Vanitas!
- Swiss Song.
- Fortune of War.
- Open Table.
- The Reckoning.
- Ergo Bibamus!
- Epiphanias.
- Finnish Song.
- Gypsy Song.
- From Wilhelm Meister.
- Mignon.
- The Same.
- The Harper.
- Philine.
- Ballads
- Mignon.
- The Harper.
- Ballad of the Banished and Returning Count.
- The Violet.
- The Faithless Boy.
- The Erl-king.
- Johanna Sebus
- The Fisherman.
- The King of Thule.
- The Beauteous Flower. Song of the Imprisoned Count.
- Sir Curt’s Wedding-journey.
- Wedding Song.
- The Treasure-digger.
- The Rat-catcher.
- The Spinner.
- Before a Court of Justice.
- The Page and the Miller’s Daughter.
- The Youth and the Millstream.
- The Maid of the Mill’s Treachery.
- The Maid of the Mill’s Repentance.
- The Traveller and the Farm-maiden.
- Effects At a Distance.
- The Walking Bell.
- Faithful Eckart.
- The Pupil In Magic.
- The Dance of Death.
- The Bride of Corinth.
- The God and the Bayadere. an Indian Legend.
- The Pariah. the Pariah’s Prayer.
- Legend.
- The Pariah’s Thanks.
- The First Walpurgis-night.
- Death-lament of the Noble Wife of Asan Aga.
- Antiques
- Leopold, Duke of Brunswick. 1785.
- To the Husbandman.
- Anacreon’s Grave.
- The Brethren.
- Measure of Time.
- Warning.
- SakÓntala.
- Solitude.
- The Chosen Cliff.
- The Consecrated Spot.
- The Instructors.
- The Unequal Marriage.
- Excuse.
- The Muse’s Mirror.
- PhŒbus and Hermes.
- The New Amor.
- The Garlands.
- The Swiss Alps.
- Elegies
- Roman Elegies.
- Alexis and Dora.
- Epigrams
- Venice, 1790.
- The Four Seasons.
- Spring.
- Summer.
- Autumn.
- Winter.
- Sonnets.
- The Friendly Meeting.
- In a Word.
- The Maiden Speaks.
- Growth.
- Food In Travel.
- Departure.
- The Loving One Writes.
- The Loving One Once More.
- She Cannot End.
- Nemesis.
- The Christmas-box.
- The Warning.
- The Doubters and the Lovers.
- The Epochs.
- Charade.
- Miscellaneous Poems.
- The German Parnassus.
- Mahomet’s Song.
- Spirit Song Over the Waters.
- My Goddess.
- Winter Journey Over the Hartz Mountains.
- To Father Kronos.
- The Wanderer’s Storm-song.
- The Sea-voyage.
- Prometheus.
- The Eagle and Dove.
- Ganymede.
- The Boundaries of Humanity.
- The Godlike.
- Royal Prayer.
- Human Feelings.
- Lily’s Menagerie.
- Love’s Distresses.
- To His Coy One.
- Petition.
- The Musagetes.
- Morning Lament.
- The Visit.
- The Magic Net.
- The Goblet.
- Night Thoughts.
- To Lida.
- Forever.
- From an Album of 1604.
- To the Rising Full Moon.
- Betrothed.
- At Midnight Hour.
- Lines On Seeing Schiller’s Skull.
- Trilogy of Passion.
- To Werther.
- Elegy.
- Atonement.
- April.
- May.
- June.
- Ever and Everywhere.
- Next Year’s Spring.
- Such, Such Is He Who Pleaseth Me.
- St. Nepomuk’s Eve. Carlsbad, May 15, 1820.
- The Freebooter.
- Reciprocal.
- Song of the Emigrants.
- Explanation of an Ancient Woodcut Representing Hans Sachs’ Poetical Mission.
- Thoughts On Jesus Christ’s Descent Into Hell.
- Art
- The Drops of Nectar.
- The Wanderer.
- Love As a Landscape-painter.
- Artist’s Evening Song.
- Parables
- Explanation of an Antique Gem.
- Cat-pie.
- Legend.
- The Critic.
- Authors.
- The Dilettante and the Critic.
- Celebrity.
- The Yelpers.
- The Wrangler.
- Joy.
- Playing At Priests.
- Songs.
- Poetry.
- A Parable.
- Cupid and Psyche.
- The Death of the Fly.
- By the River.
- The Fox and Crane.
- The Fox and Huntsman.
- The Stork’s Vocation.
- The Frogs.
- The Wedding.
- Burial.
- Threatening Signs.
- The Buyers.
- The Mountain Village.
- Symbols.
- Three Palinodias.
- Valediction.
- The Country Schoolmaster.
- The Legend of the Horseshoe.
- Epigrams.
- To Originals.
- The Soldier’s Consolation.
- Genial Impulse.
- Neither This Nor That.
- The Way to Behave.
- The Best.
- As Broad As It’s Long.
- Calm At Sea.
- The Rule of Life.
- The Same, Expanded.
- The Fair At Huehenefeld. July 25th, 1814.
- The Little Girl’s Wish.
- Epitaph.
- Admonition.
- My Only Property.
- Old Age.
- Courage.
- Rule For Monarchs.
- Memories.
- Paulo Post Futuri.
- The Fool’s Epilogue.
- On the Divan.
- God and World.
- Prooemion.
- The Metamorphosis of Plants.
- The Sages and the People.
- Rhymed Distichs.
- God, Soul and World.
- Distichs.
- West-eastern Divan.
- Moganni Nameh.
- Hafis Nameh.
- Uschk Nameh.
- Teskir Nameh.
- Rendsch Nameh.
- Hikmet Nameh.
- Timur Nameh.
- Suleika Nameh.
- Safi Nameh.
- Mathal Nameh.
- Parsi Nameh.
- Chuld Nameh.
- Hermann and Dorothea
- Fate and Sympathy.
- Hermann.
- The Burghers.
- Mother and Son.
- The Cosmopolite.
- The Age.
- Dorothea.
- Hermann and Dorothea.
- Conclusion.
THOUGHTS ON JESUS CHRIST’S DESCENT INTO HELL.
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- WHAT wondrous noise is heard around!
- Through heaven exulting voices sound,
- A mighty army marches on.
- By thousand millions follow’d, lo,
- To yon dark place makes haste to go
- God’s Son, descending from His throne!
- He goes—the tempests round Him break,
- As Judge and Hero cometh He;
- He goes—the constellations quake,
- The sun, the world quake fearfully.
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- I see Him in His victor-car,
- On fiery axles borne afar,
- Who on the cross for us expir’d.
- The triumph to yon realms He shows,—
- Remote from earth, where star ne’er glows,—
- The triumph He for us acquir’d.
- He cometh, Hell to extirpate,
- Whom He, by dying, well nigh kill’d;
- He shall pronounce her fearful fate:
- Hark! now the curse is straight fulfill’d.
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- Hell sees the victor come at last,
- She feels that now her reign is past,
- She quakes and fears to meet His sight;
- She knows His thunders’ terrors dread,
- In vain she seeks to hide her head,
- Attempts to fly, but vain is flight;
- Vainly she hastes to ’scape pursuit
- And to avoid her Judge’s eye;
- The Lord’s fierce wrath restrains her foot
- Like brazen chains,—she cannot fly.
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- Here lies the Dragon, trampled down,
- He lies, and feels God’s angry frown,
- He feels, and grinneth hideously;
- He feels Hell’s speechless agonies;
- A thousand times he howls and sighs:
- “O burning flames! quick, swallow me!”
- There lies he in the fiery waves,
- By torments rack’d and pangs infernal,
- Instant annihilation craves,
- And hears those pangs will be eternal.
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- Those mighty squadrons, too, are here,
- The partners of his curs’d career,
- Yet far less bad than he were they.
- Here lies the countless throng combin’d,
- In black and fearful crowds entwin’d,
- While round him fiery tempests play;
- He sees how they the Judge avoid,
- He sees the storm upon them feed,
- Yet is not at the sight o’erjoy’d,
- Because his pangs e’en theirs exceed.
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- The Son of Man in triumph passes
- Down to Hell’s wild and black morasses,
- And there unfolds His majesty.
- Hell cannot bear the bright array,
- For, since her first created day,
- Darkness alone e’er govern’d she.
- She lay remote from ev’ry light,
- With torments fill’d in Chaos here;
- God turn’d forever from her sight
- His radiant features’ glory clear.
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- Within the realms she calls her own,
- She sees the splendor of the Son,
- His dreaded glories shining forth;
- She sees Him clad in rolling thunder,
- She sees the rocks all quake with wonder
- When God before her stands in wrath.
- She sees He comes her Judge to be,
- She feels the awful pangs inside her,
- Herself to slay endeavors she,
- But e’en this comfort is denied her.
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- Now looks she back, with pains untold,
- Upon those happy times of old,
- When all these glories gave her joy;
- When yet her heart revered the truth,
- When her glad soul, in endless youth
- And rapture dwelt, without alloy.
- She calls to mind with madden’d thought
- How over man her wiles prevail’d;
- To take revenge on God she sought,
- And feels the vengeance it entail’d.
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- God was made man, and came to earth.
- Then Satan cried with fearful mirth:
- “E’en He my victim now shall be!”
- He sought to slay the Lord Most High,
- The world’s Creator now must die;
- But, Satan, endless woe to thee!
- Thou thought’st to overcome Him then,
- Rejoicing in His suffering;
- But He in triumph comes again
- To bind thee: Death! where is thy sting?
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- Speak, Hell! where is thy victory?
- Thy power destroy’d and scatter’d see!
- Know’st thou not now the Highest’s might?
- See, Satan, see thy rule o’erthrown!
- By thousand-varying pangs weigh’d down,
- Thou dwell’st in dark and endless night.
- As though by lightning struck thou liest,
- No gleam of rapture far or wide;
- In vain! no hope thou there descriest,—
- For me alone Messiah died!
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- A howling rises through the air,
- A trembling fills each dark vault there,
- When Christ to Hell is seen to come.
- She snarls with rage, but needs must cower
- Before our mighty Hero’s power;
- He signs—and Hell is straightway dumb.
- Before His voice the thunders break,
- On high His victor-banner blows;
- E’en angels at His fury quake,
- When Christ to the dread judgment goes.
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- Now speaks He, and His voice is thunder,
- He speaks, the rocks are rent in sunder,
- His breath is like devouring flames.
- Thus speaks He: “Tremble, ye accurs’d!
- He who from Eden hurl’d you erst,
- Your kingdom’s overthrow proclaims.
- Look up! My children once were ye,
- Your arms against Me then ye turn’d,
- Ye fell, that ye might sinners be,
- Ye’ve now the wages that ye earn’d.
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- “My greatest foemen from that day,
- Ye led My dearest friends astray,—
- As ye had fallen, man must fall.
- To kill him evermore ye sought,
- ‘They all shall die the death,’ ye thought;
- But howl! for Me I’ve won them all.
- For them alone did I descend,
- For them pray’d, suffer’d, perish’d I.
- Ye ne’er shall gain your wicked end;
- Who trusts in Me shall never die.
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- “In endless chains here lie ye now,
- Nothing can save you from the slough,
- Not boldness, not regret for crime.
- Lie, then, and writhe in brimstone fire!
- ’Twas ye yourselves drew down Mine ire,
- Lie and lament throughout all time!
- And also ye, whom I selected,
- E’en ye forever I disown,
- For ye My saving grace rejected;
- Ye murmur? blame yourselves alone!
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- “Ye might have liv’d with Me in bliss,
- For I of yore had promis’d this;
- Ye sinn’d, and all My precepts slighted.
- Wrapp’d in the sleep of sin ye dwelt,
- Now is My fearful judgment felt,
- By a just doom your guilt requited.”
- Thus spake He, and a fearful storm
- From Him proceeds, the lightnings glow,
- The thunders seize each wicked form,
- And hurl them in the gulf below.
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- The God-man closeth Hell’s sad doors;
- In all His majesty He soars
- From those dark regions back to light:
- He sitteth at the Father’s side.
- O friends, what joy doth this betide!
- For us, for us He still will fight!
- The angels’ sacred choir around
- Rejoice before the mighty Lord,
- So that all creatures hear the sound:
- “Zebaoth’s God be aye ador’d!”
Art
Artist, fashion! talk not long! Be a breath thine only song!
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