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POEMS OF GOETHE
COURAGE.
Carelessly over the plain away.
Where by the boldest man no path
Cut before thee thou canst discern,
Make for thyself a path!
Silence, loved one, my heart!
Cracking, let it not break!
Breaking, break not with thee!
ADMONITION.
Wherefore ever ramble on
For the Good is lying near.
Fortune learn to seize alone,
For that Fortune's ever here.
MY ONLY PROPERTY.
I feel that I'm possessed of nought,
Saving the free unfettered thought
Which from my bosom seeks to flow,
And each propitious passing hour
That suffers me in all its power
A loving fate with truth to know.
May each honest effort be
Crowned with lasting constancy.
