Verses by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, translated by Julia Kalman
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Now I depart this humble bower,
Where my love did dwell, so fair,
Through the desolate, darkened hour,
I wander, with veiled step, aware;
Luna breaks through oak and bush, unbowed,
Zephyr whispers her presence, proud,
And birches dance, a fragrant cloud,
To grace her path with sweetest shroud.
How I revel in the coolness here,
This lovely summer’s night so clear!
Oh, how silently happiness nears,
What the soul delights to hear!
Such bliss is hard to fully steer;
Yet, heavens, grant me clear,
A thousand such nights, sincere,
If my maiden’s love is near.
Johann Wolfgang (von) Goethe (1749–1832) was a towering figure in German literature and thought. His diverse talents spanned poetry, plays, novels, scientific inquiry, and philosophical reflection, shaping Western culture from the late 18th century onwards.
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