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Teskir Nameh. - 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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Teskir Nameh.

BOOK OF CONTEMPLATION.

    • HEARKEN the word the harp sings! Yet unless
    • Thou art well skill’d, thou need’st not try.
    • The wisest counsel is foolishness
    • To the hearer who hears awry!
    • “What sings then the harp?” Its counsel is plain:—
    • “The fairest bride is not the bride to gain;
    • Yet will we not reckon thee among the choicest
    • Unless at Fairest and Best thou rejoicest!”

FIVE THINGS.

  • WHAT makes time short to me?
  • Activity!
  • What makes it long and spiritless?
  • ’Tis idleness!
  • What brings us to debt?
  • To delay and forget!
  • What makes us succeed?
  • Decision with speed!
  • How to fame to ascend?
  • Oneself to defend!
  • For woman due allowance make!
  • Form’d of a crooked rib was she,—
  • By Heaven she could not straight’ned be.
  • Attempt to bend her, and she’ll break;
  • If left alone, more crooked grows madam;
  • What well could be worse, my good friend, Adam?—
  • For woman due allowance make;
  • ’Twere grievous, if thy rib should break!

TO SHAH SHEDSHAA AND HIS LIKE.

  • THROUGH the Trans Oxus throng,
  • With arms victorious,
  • In boldness seeks our song
  • Thy pathway glorious!
  • We have no fear of wrong
  • If thou defend us!
  • Long be thy life and long
  • Thy reign tremendous!

HIGHEST FAVOR.

  • THOUGH I was untam’d and wild,
  • Yet a master I have found;
  • Years had pass’d ere I grew mild,
  • Yet a mistress I have found;
  • They have put me to the test,
  • Faithful I have still been found;
  • With their care I have been bless’d
  • As the treasure they had found.
  • No one ever served two lords
  • And a decent fortune found;
  • Master, mistress each affords
  • Proof in me their joy is found;
  • And my joy’s too deep for words,
  • That I both of them have found.
  • Through many countries I have been,
  • And mostly throngs of men have seen;
  • But the hidden corners I ever have sought,
  • And every holm great joy has brought,
  • The blessed city, none seen besides;
  • Houris and houris, brides and brides.
  • Whence come I hither? ’tis a puzzling story.
  • My earthward path is scarcely known to me,
  • But now and here this day of heav’nly glory
  • Like bosom friends meet joy and misery.
  • O blissful Fate, if they are wedded only!
  • Laughter and tears who can enjoy when lonely?

FIRDUSI SPEAKS.

  • O world, with what baseness and guilt thou art rife!
  • Thou nurturest, trainest, and killest the while.
  • He only whom Allah doth bless with his smile
  • Is train’d and is nurtur’d with riches and life.
  • What then is wealth? A sun that is warming.
  • The beggar enjoys it as we find our joyance;
  • So let not the opulent find annoyance
  • In a joy, the beggar’s property forming.

DSHELAL-ED-DIN RUMI SPEAKS.

  • WHILE thou art here the world flies like a dream,
  • Thou journeyest, space all bewitched doth seem.
  • Or cold or heat thy pow’r it cannot hold;
  • Thy flowers will wither and joys grow old.

SULEIKA SPEAKS.

  • THE mirror tells me, I am fair!
  • Thou sayest, to grow old my fate will be.
  • Naught in God’s presence changeth e’er,—
  • Love Him, for this one moment, then, in me.
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