POEMS OF GOETHE
183
Yes, fled for ever.
The lightnings quiver,
Each palace falls;
The godlike halls,
Each joyous hour
Of spirit-power,
With love's sweet day
All fade away!
CHORUS.
Yes, fade away!
SEMI - CHORUS.
Already are heard
The prayers of the pious.
Why longer deny us?
The favouring zephyr
Forbids all delay.
CHORUS.
Away, then! away!
RINALDO.
With heart sadly stirred,
Your command I receive;
Ye force me to leave.
Unkind is the zephyr,—
Oh, wherefore not stay?
CHORUS.
Away, then! away!
