The Life and Works of Goethe: With Sketches of His Age and Contemporaries, from Published and Unpublished Sources, 第 2 卷

F.A. Brockhaus, 1858

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第 282 頁 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
第 88 頁 - Willst du genau erfahren was sich ziemt, So frage nur bei edlen Frauen an.
第 339 頁 - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
第 283 頁 - I'll join the hills that bind the Afric shore, And make that country continent to Spain, And both contributory to my crown. The Emperor shall not live but by my leave, Nor any potentate of Germany. Now that I have obtained what I desire, I'll live in speculation of this art Till Mephistophilis return again. Exit SCENE IV Before FAUSTUS' house Enter WAGNER and CLOWN WAG. Sirrah, boy, come hither. CLOWN. How, boy ! Swowns, boy ! I hope you have seen many boys with such pickadevaunts as I have ; boy,...
第 113 頁 - Geheimnisvoll am lichten Tag, Läßt sich Natur des Schleiers nicht berauben, Und was sie deinem Geist nicht offenbaren mag, Das zwingst du ihr nicht ab mit Hebeln und mit Schrauben.
第 339 頁 - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them; thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own...
第 88 頁 - Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein Charakter in dem Strom der Welt.
第 376 頁 - The question at issue here rests entirely on the share to be allotted to Meaning in a work of Art. Carlyle refers to Bunyan as 'nowise our best theologian; neither unhappily is theology our most attractive science; yet which of our compends and treatises — nay, which of our romances and poems, lives in such mild sunshine as the good old Pilgrim's Progress in the memory of so many men.
第 277 頁 - THE dews of summer night did fall, The moon (sweet Regent of the sky!) Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall And many an oak that grew thereby.
第 282 頁 - I'll levy soldiers with the coin they bring, And chase the Prince of Parma from our land,** And reign sole king of all the provinces; Yea, stranger engines for the brunt of war Than was the fiery keel" at Antwerp's bridge, I'll make my servile spirits to invent.