Goethe's Poem: The Convert (1791)

Goethe's Poem: The Convert (1791)

Feb 13, 2024

imageSatyr playing flute - Jacob Jordaens (c. 1640)

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THE CONVERT

As at sunset I was straying

Silently the wood along,
Damon on his flute was playing,

And the rocks gave back the song,
So la, Ia! &c.

Softly tow'rds him then he drew me;

Sweet each kiss he gave me then!
And I said, "Play once more to me!"

And he kindly play'd again,
So la, la! &c.

All my peace for aye has fleeted,

All my happiness has flown;
Yet my ears are ever greeted

With that olden, blissful tone,
So la, la! &c.

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imageThe Magic Flute - Marc Chagall (1967)

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“One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”

~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Artwork: © Marc Chagall @ fair use

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