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Joy requires thee not to chase it,

Searching, roaming everywhere : Learn to see and to embrace it

In thy path—'tis ever there.

GOETHE. Erinnerung.

THE FROGS.

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A SPACIOUS pond was frozen over;
The froglings, under their icy cover,

Were fain to abandon croaking and springing, But promised themselves, in a kind of trance, That if ever again they got the chance,

Like nightingales all would soon be singing.
The thaw-wind melted down the ice,
With pride they paddled to land in a trice,
And seating themselves at ease ashore,
They croaked away as in days of yore.

GOETHE.-Die Frösche.

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THE grave with gloom is clouded;

Beyond its margin lone
There lies, in blackness shrouded,

Another land, unknown.

Not all the sweet birds' singing

Within the depth can sound; The flowers that Grief is flinging

Touch but the mossy mound.

There kneels the bride forsaken,

And wrings her hands in vain; There orphan cries awaken

No answering voice again.

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And, save through its dark portals,

They cannot enter home.

The heart, forlorn and lonely,

And tossed with tempests sore, Reaches the haven only

When it can beat no more.

SALIS.-Das Grab. O LOVE WHILE LOVE IS NIGH AT HAND!

O 1.OVE while love is nigh at hand !

O love while love and life are brave !

The hour may come, the hour may come

For thee to mourn beside the grave.

And see that, fostered, in thy breast

Love ever finds a fitting throne
So long as any other heart

Beats back in answer to thine own.

And he who shows thee all his soul,

O give him love for love again!
And let thy presence bring him joy,

And let it never bring him pain.

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