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      Unter diesen
Lorbeerbüschen,
Auf den Wiesen,
An den frischen
Wasserfällen,
Meines Lebens zu genießen
Gab Apoll dem heitern Knaben;
Und so haben
Mich, im Stillen,
Nach des Gottes hohem Willen,
Hehre Musen auferzogen,
Aus den hellen
Silberquellen
Des Parnassus mich erquicket,
Und das keusche reine Siegel
Auf die Lippen mir gedrücket,

      Und die Nachtigal umkreißet
Mich mit dem bescheidnen Flügel;
Hier in Büschen, dort auf Bäumen,
Ruft sie die verwandte Menge,

Collection: 
German
1799
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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