... weapons with poesy, and is violently struck by her own venomous darts while, on the other hand, the wounds of poesy, which she receives from her own ...
... smiled upon me. I now for the first time know what gratitude is. O beloved, Heaven has given me thee to adore. I worship thee. Thou art the ...
... behind the altar and observing that there was a concealed door on its farther side, she opened it quickly, and discovered a staircase leading ...
... escaped unhurt. They vented their pain and anxiety in fearful curses and wailings. But more terrified were they, when Fable entered the chamber, and ...
... The tedious dream of grief returneth never Priestess of hearts Sophia is forever. HENRY ...
... and led the pilgrim on. Who has told thee about me? asked the pilgrim. Our mother. Who is thy mother? The Mother of God. ...
... the joy and inspiration of language have brought you. Art and history have made me acquainted with nature. My parents dwelt in Sicily, not far from ...
... with its colors, its beams and billows, its mild omnipresence, as waking day? The restless giant-world of the stars, swimming with dancing motion ...
... a quieting character. He journeyed thither in the spring, and found his betrothed to all appearance recovered. At this time his brother Erasmus was ...
... part is declared poet. It will in many respects be similar to Sternbald, except in lightness. However, this want will not probably be unfavorable ...
... large, glossy leaves, spread their shade far and wide. The air was very hot, yet not oppressive. Around me flowers and fountains were springing ...
... of man the one laborious and boundless, the way of experience the other apparently but one leap, the way of internal reflection. The wanderer of ...
... and even the necessaries of life. Amidst such strains had his daughter grown up, and her soul became, as it were, a tender song, the artless expression ...
... thought that a heavenly being had appeared among them and especially so, because the young man appeared, during his song, continually to grow more ...
... loud voice the Crusade-song, which at that time was a favorite throughout Europe. The grave in heathen hands remaineth The grave, wherein ...
... source of an alliance blessing all forever! Night overtook them during this conversation, darkness approached, and the moon rose in quiet light ...
... but no one had as yet dared to enter them. On the contrary they were deceived by frightful traditions of dragons and other monsters, which were said ...
... and to explain them by their operations, and inversely. Perhaps also the great mountain-chains exhibit the traces of their former ways, and perhaps ...
... of these huge and beautifully illuminated works, and his curiosity was strongly excited by the short lines of the verses, the titles, some of the ...
... our dreams to banish, Never, never will they vanish. When in prayer at even bending Frightens us the loneliness, ...