<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118418" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Translations from Goethe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over every hill<br>All is still;<br>In no leaf of any tree<br>Can you see<br>The motion of a breath.<br>Every bird has ceased its song,<br>Wait; and thou too, ere long,<br>Shall be quiet in death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who ne’er his bread with tears hath ate,<br>Who never through the sad night hours<br>Weeping upon his bed hath sate,<br>He knows not you, you heavenly powers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forth into life you bid us go,<br>And into guilt you let us fall,<br>Then leave us to endure the woe<br>It brings unfailingly to all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You complain of the woman for roving from one to another:<br>Where is the constant man whom she is trying to find?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slumber and Sleep, two brothers appointed to serve the immortals,<br>By Prometheus were brought hither to comfort mankind;<br>But what in heaven was light, to human creatures was heavy:<br>Slumber became our Sleep, Sleep unto mortals was Death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, the beautiful child! and oh, the most happy mother!<br>She in her infant blessed, and in its mother the babe<br>What sweet longing within me this picture might not occasion,<br>Were I not, Joseph, like you, calmly condemned to standby!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Diogenes by his tub, contenting himself with the sunshine,<br>And Calanus with joy mounting his funeral pyre:<br>Great examples were these for the eager approving of Philip,<br>But for the Conqueror of Earth were, as the earth was, too small.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Hugh+Clough">Arthur Hugh Clough</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=118418" data-title="Translations from Goethe de Arthur Hugh Clough" data-description="I/Over every hill/All is still;/In no leaf of any tree/Can you see/The motion of a breath./Every bird has ceased its song,/Wait; and thou too, ere long,/Shall be quiet in death./II/Who ne’er his bread with tears hath ate,/Who never through the s..."></div> </div> </div>

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