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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393339" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn To Joy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy, thou goddess, fair, immortal,<br> Offspring of Elysium,<br>Mad with rapture, to the portal<br> Of thy holy fame we come!<br>Fashion's laws, indeed, may sever,<br> But thy magic joins again;<br>All mankind are brethren ever<br> 'Neath thy mild and gentle reign.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>Welcome, all ye myriad creatures!<br> Brethren, take the kiss of love!<br> Yes, the starry realms above<br>Hide a Father's smiling features!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He, that noble prize possessing--<br> He that boasts a friend that's true,<br>He whom woman's love is blessing,<br> Let him join the chorus too!<br>Aye, and he who but one spirit<br> On this earth can call his own!<br>He who no such bliss can merit,<br> Let him mourn his fate alone!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>All who Nature's tribes are swelling<br> Homage pay to sympathy;<br> For she guides us up on high,<br>Where the unknown has his dwelling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the breasts of kindly Nature<br> All of joy imbibe the dew;<br>Good and bad alike, each creature<br> Would her roseate path pursue.<br>'Tis through her the wine-cup maddens,<br> Love and friends to man she gives!<br>Bliss the meanest reptile gladdens,--<br> Near God's throne the cherub lives!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>Bow before him, all creation!<br> Mortals, own the God of love!<br> Seek him high the stars above,--<br>Yonder is his habitation!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,<br> Mightiest cause of all is found;<br>And 'tis joy that moves the pinion,<br> When the wheel of time goes round;<br>From the bud she lures the flower--<br> Suns from out their orbs of light;<br>Distant spheres obey her power,<br> Far beyond all mortal sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>As through heaven's expanse so glorious<br> In their orbits suns roll on,<br> Brethren, thus your proud race run,<br>Glad as warriors all-victorious!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy from truth's own glass of fire<br> Sweetly on the searcher smiles;<br>Lest on virtue's steeps he tire,<br> Joy the tedious path beguiles.<br>High on faith's bright hill before us,<br> See her banner proudly wave!<br>Joy, too, swells the angels' chorus,--<br> Bursts the bondage of the grave!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>Mortals, meekly wait for heaven<br> Suffer on in patient love!<br> In the starry realms above,<br>Bright rewards by God are given.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the Gods we ne'er can render<br> Praise for every good they grant;<br>Let us, with devotion tender,<br> Minister to grief and want.<br>Quenched be hate and wrath forever,<br> Pardoned be our mortal foe--<br>May our tears upbraid him never,<br> No repentance bring him low!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>Sense of wrongs forget to treasure--<br> Brethren, live in perfect love!<br> In the starry realms above,<br>God will mete as we may measure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy within the goblet flushes,<br> For the golden nectar, wine,<br>Every fierce emotion hushes,--<br> Fills the breast with fire divine.<br>Brethren, thus in rapture meeting,<br> Send ye round the brimming cup,--<br>Yonder kindly spirit greeting,<br> While the foam to heaven mounts up!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>He whom seraphs worship ever;<br> Whom the stars praise as they roll,<br> Yes to him now drain the bowl<br>Mortal eye can see him never!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken!<br> Aid where tears of virtue flow;<br>Faith to keep each promise spoken!<br> Truth alike to friend and foe!<br>'Neath kings' frowns a manly spirit!--<br> Brethren, noble is the prize--<br>Honor due to every merit!<br> Death to all the brood of lies!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>Draw the sacred circle closer!<br> By this bright wine plight your troth<br> To be faithful to your oath!<br>Swear it by the Star-Disposer!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Safety from the tyrant's power!<br> Mercy e'en to traitors base!<br>Hope in death's last solemn hour!<br> Pardon when before His face!<br>Lo, the dead shall rise to heaven!<br> Brethren hail the blest decree;<br>Every sin shall be forgiven,<br> Hell forever cease to be!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS.<br>When the golden bowl is broken,<br> Gentle sleep within the tomb!<br> Brethren, may a gracious doom<br>By the Judge of man be spoken!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Friedrich+Schiller">Friedrich Schiller</a><div class=q>
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 Offspring of Elysium,
Mad with rapture, to the portal
 Of thy holy fame we come!
Fashion's laws, indeed, may sever,
 But thy magic joins again;
All mankind are brethren ever
 'Neath thy mild and gentle reign.

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