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Round about the city rests
The illuminated streets grow Β Quiet,Β and coaches rush along, adorned with torches
Men go home to rest, filled with the day's pleasures; Β Busy minds weigh up profit and loss contentedly At home
Round about the city rests
The illuminated streets grow Β Quiet,Β and coaches rush along, adorned with torches
Men go home to rest, filled with the day's pleasures; Β Busy minds weigh up profit and loss contentedly At home
The lines of life are various,
Like roads, and the borders of mountains
What we are here, a god can complete there,
With harmonies, undying reward, and peace
Like roads, and the borders of mountains
What we are here, a god can complete there,
With harmonies, undying reward, and peace
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It is still bright night in the Alps, and a cloud, Authoring joyfulness, covers the yawning valley
Playful mountain breezes rush and toss about, and a ray Of light shines abruptly through the firs and disappears
Chaos, quivering w...
It is still bright night in the Alps, and a cloud, Authoring joyfulness, covers the yawning valley
Playful mountain breezes rush and toss about, and a ray Of light shines abruptly through the firs and disappears
Chaos, quivering w...
The open day is bright with pictures for everyone, when green fields appear on the distant plain, before the light of evening yields to twilight, and reflections of light alleviate the noise of the day
The inner being of the world often appea...
The inner being of the world often appea...
Isn't my heart holy, more full of life's beauty, since I fell in love
Why did you like me more when I was prouder and wilder, more full of words, yet emptier
Well, the crowd likes whatever sells in the marketplace; and no one but a slave...
Why did you like me more when I was prouder and wilder, more full of words, yet emptier
Well, the crowd likes whatever sells in the marketplace; and no one but a slave...
The northeast blows, my favorite among winds, since it promises fiery spirit and a good voyage to mariners
But go now, and greet the lovely Garonne, and the gardens of Bordeaux, where the path runs beside the steep bank, and the brook runs in...
But go now, and greet the lovely Garonne, and the gardens of Bordeaux, where the path runs beside the steep bank, and the brook runs in...
The god Is near, and hard to grasp
But where there is danger,
A rescuing element grows as well
Eagles live in the darkness,
But where there is danger,
A rescuing element grows as well
Eagles live in the darkness,
