Desideria

Surprised by joy—impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport—Oh! with whom
But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind—
But how could I forget thee?—Through what power,...

Poet: William Wordsworth
To a Butterfly

I’ve watched you now a full half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless!—not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among...

Poet: William Wordsworth
The Indian Serenade

I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me—who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!

The...

Poet: Percy Bysshe Shelley
To F.J.S.

I read, dear friend, in your dear face
Your life’s tale told with perfect grace;
The river of your life, I trace
Up the sun-chequered, devious bed
To the far-distant fountain-head.

Not one quick beat of your warm heart,
Nor thought that came to you apart,...

Poet: Robert Louis Stevenson
We Have Been Friends Together

We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-trees
In infancy we played.
But coldness dwells within thy heart,
A cloud is on thy brow;
We have been friends together—
Shall a light word part us now?

We...

Poet: Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Silentium Amoris

As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

And as at dawn across the...

Poet: Oscar Wilde
»Guide« und Fernrohr unter’m Arm

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»Guide« und Fernrohr unter’m Arm
Schreitet er mit hagern...

Poet: Marie Eugenie Delle Grazie
’s Gretle a’ der Kunkel

[121] ’s Gretle a’ der Kunkel[1]

Wia wurd miar dea Winter
Mei’ Zeit au so...

Poet: Anna Schwäble
„Von der Tann ist da!“

Hurra, hurra,
Von der Tann ist da!
Von der Tann ist gekommen auf Eisenbahnen,
Mit Einsen die Wege sich weiter bahnen.
Ihr lieben Dänen, nun müssen wir weiter,
Rasch über die Eider, rasch über die Eider,
Und weiter, weiter, - hurra, hurra,
Von der Tann...

Poet: Theodor Fontane
„Y–a! Y–a!“

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„Y–a! Y–a!“ „Maledetto –
Willst du endlich?“ doch er steht,
...

Poet: Marie Eugenie Delle Grazie