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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=393393" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Four Ages Of The World</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The goblet is sparkling with purpled-tinged wine,<br> Bright glistens the eye of each guest,<br>When into the hall comes the Minstrel divine,<br> To the good he now brings what is best;<br>For when from Elysium is absent the lyre,<br>No joy can the banquet of nectar inspire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is blessed by the gods, with an intellect clear,<br> That mirrors the world as it glides;<br>He has seen all that ever has taken place here,<br> And all that the future still hides.<br>He sat in the god's secret councils of old<br>And heard the command for each thing to unfold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He opens in splendor, with gladness and mirth,<br> That life which was hid from our eyes;<br>Adorns as a temple the dwelling of earth,<br> That the Muse has bestowed as his prize,<br>No roof is so humble, no hut is so low,<br>But he with divinities bids it o'erflow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as the inventive descendant of Zeus,<br> On the unadorned round of the shield,<br>With knowledge divine could, reflected, produce<br> Earth, sea, and the star's shining field,--<br>So he, on the moments, as onward they roll,<br>The image can stamp of the infinite whole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the earliest age of the world he has come,<br> When nations rejoiced in their prime;<br>A wanderer glad, he has still found a home<br> With every race through all time.<br>Four ages of man in his lifetime have died,<br>And the place they once held by the fifth is supplied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saturnus first governed, with fatherly smile,<br> Each day then resembled the last;<br>Then flourished the shepherds, a race without guile<br> Their bliss by no care was o'ercast,<br>They loved,--and no other employment they had,<br>And earth gave her treasures with willingness glad.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then labor came next, and the conflict began<br> With monsters and beasts famed in song;<br>And heroes upstarted, as rulers of man,<br> And the weak sought the aid of the strong.<br>And strife o'er the field of Scamander now reigned,<br>But beauty the god of the world still remained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At length from the conflict bright victory sprang,<br> And gentleness blossomed from might;<br>In heavenly chorus the Muses then sang,<br> And figures divine saw the light;--<br>The age that acknowledged sweet phantasy's sway<br>Can never return, it has fleeted away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gods from their seats in the heavens were hurled,<br> And their pillars of glory o'erthrown;<br>And the Son of the Virgin appeared in the world<br> For the sins of mankind to atone.<br>The fugitive lusts of the sense were suppressed,<br>And man now first grappled with thought in his breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each vain and voluptuous charm vanished now,<br> Wherein the young world took delight;<br>The monk and the nun made of penance a vow,<br> And the tourney was sought by the knight.<br>Though the aspect of life was now dreary and wild,<br>Yet love remained ever both lovely and mild.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An altar of holiness, free from all stain,<br> The Muses in silence upreared;<br>And all that was noble and worthy, again<br> In woman's chaste bosom appeared;<br>The bright flame of song was soon kindled anew<br>By the minstrel's soft lays, and his love pure and true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so, in a gentle and ne'er-changing band,<br> Let woman and minstrel unite;<br>They weave and they fashion, with hand joined to hand,<br> The girdle of beauty and right.<br>When love blends with music, in unison sweet,<br>The lustre of life's youthful days ne'er can fleet.</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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