Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe Sayings
(1 - 7 of 7)We frolic while 'tis May.
We frolic while 'tis May.
E'en his failings leaned to virtue's side.
E'en his failings leaned to virtue's side.
Chill penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
Chill penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
What is not in a man cannot come out of him surely.
What is not in a man cannot come out of him surely.
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.
What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.
Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest.
Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest.
