Honors
Read 'Honors' by 'Friedrich von Schiller' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
When the column of light on the waters is glassed,
As blent in one glow seem the shine and the stream;
But wave after wave through the glory has passed,
Just catches, and flies as it catches, the beam
So honors but mirror on mortals their light;
Not the man but the place that he passes is bright.
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