The Life of Carl Theodor Körner, Band 1

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T. Hurst and Company, 1827
 

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Seite 171 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate !
Seite 87 - Can life an equal joy impart To the bliss that lives in a lover's heart ? O ! he, be assured, hath never proved Life's holiest joys who hath never loved! Yet the joys of love, so heavenly fair, Can exist but when honour and virtue are there ; For the soul of
Seite 16 - the Prussian eagle, by the beating of her mighty wings, awakes, in all true hearts, the great hope of German freedom. My poetic art sighs for my country—let me not prove myself her unworthy son.
Seite 34 - pale lips quake in death,—. I feel my fainting heart resign its strife, And reaching now the limit of my life, Lord, to thy will I yield my parting breath! Yet many a dream hath
Seite 34 - my youthful eye: And must life's fairy visions all depart ? Oh surely no! for all that fired my heart To rapture here, shall live with me on high. And that fair form that won my earliest vow, That my young spirit prized all else above, And now adored as freedom, now as love, Stands in seraphic guise, before me now; And as my fading senses fade away,
Seite 85 - still and tranquil all; Hear we but the watchman's call, And the night is still and blest: Go to rest! Slumber sweet! Heavenly forms thy fancy greet; Be thy visions from above, Dreams of rapture—dreams of love! As the fair one's form you meet,
Seite 28 - canst take it as thou hast given. In life and death, oh bless me! Father, I praise thee! Father, I praise thee ! This is no strife for the goods of this world; For Freedom alone is our banner unfurl'd. Thus, falling or
Seite 64 - land of the free.— So named we once my fatherland ! Why weeps the minstrel's fatherland ? She weeps that, for a tyrant still, Her princes check their people's will; That her sacred words unheeded fly, And that none will list to her vengeful cry; Therefore weeps my fatherland
Seite 86 - Good night! Slumber till the morning light! Slumber till the dawn of day Brings its sorrows with its ray ; Sleep without or fear or fright, Our Father wakes ! Good night, good night!
Seite 85 - GOOD NIGHT. GOOD night! Be thy cares forgotten quite; Day approaches to its close; Weary nature, seeks repose. Till the morning dawn in light, Good night! Go to rest! Close thine eyes in slumbers blest. Now

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