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Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.
Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.
In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
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In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
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Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.
If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,
If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.
- Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
It [true love] is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, read more
It [true love] is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy
and sorrow.
World-wide apart, and yet akin,
As showing that the human heart
Beats on forever as of old.
World-wide apart, and yet akin,
As showing that the human heart
Beats on forever as of old.
