Roams near the stream below,And breathes forth many a gentle sigh,
Love's sadness!Perchance some day thou'lt breathe of love
Son and daughter, they
While he thus lives, in secret bless'd,Above him in the clouds doth restAn oak-wreath, verdant and sublime,Placed on his brow in after-time;While they are banish'd to the slough,Who their great master disavow.
Clara's SongFrom Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship :--
"Ne'er was such a gourmand, surely!"
"Now continue," replied forthwith his sensible mother:--"Tell me all that has happen'd, the least as w'ell as the greatestMen are always hasty, and only remember the last thing,And the hasty are easily forced from the road by obstructions.But a woman is skillful, and full of resources, and scorns notBye-roads to traverse when needed, well-skill'd to accomplish her purpose.Tell me then all, and why you are stirr'd by such violent feelingsMore than I ever have seen, while the blood is boiling within you,And from your eyes the tears against your will fain would fall now."
The foaming waters around her roar,
Its brother is greeting,
Ring round ring I forthwith drew,
My flight I wing soonTo the wood fill'd with bushes,
Falls on thy list'ning ear, with a barbarian sound.None resembleth another, yet all their forms have a likeness;
That it still lives, and beats, and ought to beat,Off'ring itself with joy and willingly,
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