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THE SAGES AND THE PEOPLE. - 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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THE SAGES AND THE PEOPLE.

    • Epimenides.
    • NOW, brethren! hasten to the grove!
    • The eager people push and shove.
    • From North, South, East and West their yearning
    • For wisdom brings them, hither turning
    • Their hurrying steps. ’Tis light they love,
    • But not expensive is their learning;
    • I beg you now your minds prepare
    • To read the text as they demand it!
    • The People.
    • Ye men of riddles, we declare
    • That you must teach us, full and fair,
    • Not darkly—so we understand it:
    • Say! is the world from everlasting?
    • Anaxagoras.
    • I have no doubt of it, for casting
    • A backward glance, if e’er you came
    • To time without it, ’twould seem a shame!
    • The People.
    • But will it end in smoke and flame?
    • Anaximenes.
    • Most likely! Yet it’s all the same!
    • If God exists in deed and name,
    • There’ll still be pleasant worlds in plenty.
    • The People.
    • What dost thou mean by Infinite?
    • Parmenides.
    • Why should’st thou vex thyself with it?
    • Search thy own soul! If there is lacking
    • Infinity in mind and wit,
    • Take little thought for other’s backing!
    • The People.
    • But where and how is Thought evolv’d?
    • Diogenes.
    • Thou putt’st a riddle never solv’d;
    • The thinker thinks from hat to shoe,
    • And in a flash he gets the clue,
    • Unto the Where, the How, the Best.
    • The People.
    • And does my body house a soul?
    • Mimnermos.
    • ’Twere well to ask thy brothers,
    • For, dost thou see, this life long guest,
    • This civil creature with its rôle
    • Of pleasing self, delighting others,
    • Is call’d a soul, and I sustain it.
    • The People.
    • When Night is on, does sleep enchain it?
    • Periander.
    • It cannot slip its lasting bond;
    • Thy body feels the power of sleep,
    • Which comes upon it from beyond;
    • The soul, too, feels the influence deep.
    • The People.
    • What dost thou mean by Spirit? speak!
    • Kleoboulos.
    • The thing call’d Spirit, I confess,
    • Asks questions—never answers.
    • The People.
    • Now, tell me! what is happiness?
    • Krates.
    • ’Tis what the fearless urchin shows,
    • Who, with his comrades—jolly dancers—
    • With jingling pennies, gayly goes;
    • Full well the pudding-place he knows—
    • I mean, he knows the baker!
    • The People.
    • What proof of immortality?
    • Aristippos.
    • The best life in reality
    • He leads who lives serene and meek—
    • Builds firm and strong in perfect vows—
    • And trusts all to his Maker!
    • The People.
    • Is wisdom or is folly best?
    • Demokritos.
    • That scarcely needs reflection,
    • The wise in his own conceit,
    • Is not begrudged when wise men meet.
    • The People.
    • Does chance rule all and mere deception?
    • Epikouros.
    • I take the old direction,
    • Get all the good I can from chance,
    • Enjoy deception’s fleeting glance;
    • Their use and sport thou would’st prefer so.
    • The People.
    • Is freedom of the will a lie?
    • Zeno.
    • It seems as though it were so,
    • So keep a good stiff upper lip,
    • And if thou mak’st a final slip,
    • Thou would’st preserve thy gravity.
    • The People.
    • Was I, a child, born in depravity?
    • Pelagius.
    • Thy question I had much preferred
    • Not at this junction to have heard;
    • ’Tis true thou hast inherited
    • A grievous load unmerited.
    • To ask the question was absurd!
    • The People.
    • Are we compelled to seek our best?
    • Plato.
    • If everybody were not blest,
    • In ever taking good suggestions,
    • Thou would’st not ask such questions.
    • Make on thyself the first attempt,
    • And, if thou canst know thyself,
    • Let other people be exempt.
    • The People.
    • But everywhere rules greed for pelf!
    • Epiktetos.
    • Well! let the people have their gain,
    • The farthings of the balance
    • Thou must not grudge them; that is plain.
    • The People.
    • Now tell us how to use our talents,
    • Ere we forever drift apart.
    • The Sages.
    • The law of wisdom take to heart!
    • Avoid all questioners, my gallants!
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