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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418800" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Minstrel</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"WHAT tuneful strains salute mine ear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Without the castle walls?<br>Oh, let the song re-echo here,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Within our festal halls!"<br>Thus spake the king, the page out-hied;<br>The boy return'd; the monarch cried:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Admit the old man yonder!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"All hail, ye noble lords to-night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hail, ye beauteous dames!<br>Star placed by star! What heavenly sight!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whoe'er can tell their names?<br>Within this glittering hall sublime,<br>Be closed, mine eyes! 'tis not the time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For me to feast my wonder."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The minstrel straightway closed his eyes,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And woke a thrilling tone;<br>The knights look'd on in knightly guise,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair looks tow'rd earth were thrown.<br>The monarch, ravish'd by the strain,<br>Bade them bring forth a golden chain,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be his numbers' guerdon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The golden chain give not to me,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But give the chain to those<br>In whose bold face we shiver'd see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lances of our foes.<br>Or give it to thy chancellor there;<br>With other burdens he may bear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This one more golden burden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I sing, like birds of blithesome note,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That in the branches dwell;<br>The song that rises from the throat</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Repays the minstrel well.<br>One boon I'd crave, if not too bold--<br>One bumper in a cup of gold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be as my guerdon given."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bowl he raised, the bowl he quaff'd:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Oh drink, with solace fraught!<br>Oh, house thrice-blest, where such a draught</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A trifling gift is thought!<br>When Fortune smiles, remember me,<br>And as I thank you heartily,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As warmly thank ye Heaven!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</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=418800" data-title="The Minstrel de Johann Wolfgang von Goethe" data-description=""WHAT tuneful strains salute mine ear Without the castle walls? Oh, let the song re-echo here, Within our festal halls!" Thus spake the king, the page out-hied; The boy return'd; the monarch cried: "Admit the old man yonder!"..."></div> </div> </div>
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