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Written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | Create an image from this poem

GIPSY SONG

 IN the drizzling mist, with the snow high-pil'd,
In the Winter night, in the forest wild,
I heard the wolves with their ravenous howl,
I heard the screaming note of the owl:

Wille wau wau wau!


Wille wo wo wo!

Wito 
hu!

I shot, one day, a cat in a ditch--
The dear black cat of Anna the witch;
Upon me, at night, seven were-wolves came down,
Seven women they were, from out of the town.
Wille wau wau wau! Wille wo wo wo! Wito hu! I knew them all; ay, I knew them straight; First, Anna, then Ursula, Eve, and Kate, And Barbara, Lizzy, and Bet as well; And forming a ring, they began to yell: Wille wau wau wau! Wille wo wo wo! Wito hu! Then call'd I their names with angry threat: "What wouldst thou, Anna? What wouldst thou, Bet?" At hearing my voice, themselves they shook, And howling and yelling, to flight they took.
Wille wau wau wau! Wille wo wo wo! Wito hu! 1772.


Written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | Create an image from this poem

THE PAGE AND THE MILLERS DAUGHTER

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WHERE goest thou? Where? Miller's daughter so fair! Thy name, pray?-- MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
'Tis Lizzy.
PAGE.
Where goest thou? Where? With the rake in thy hand? MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
Father's meadows and land To visit, I'm busy.
PAGE.
Dost go there alone? MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
By this rake, sir, 'tis shown That we're making the hay; And the pears ripen fast In the garden at last, So I'll pick them to-day.
PAGE.
Is't a silent thicket I yonder view? MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
Oh, yes! there are two; There's one on each side.
PAGE.
I'll follow thee soon; When the sun burns at noon We'll go there, o'urselves from his rays to hide, And then in some glade all-verdant and deep-- MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
Why, people would say-- PAGE.
Within mine arms thou gently wilt sleep.
MILLER'S DAUGHTER.
Your pardon, I pray! Whoever is kiss'd by the miller-maid, Upon the spot must needs be betray'd.
'Twould give me distress To cover with white Your pretty dark dress.
Equal with equal! then all is right! That's the motto in which I delight.
I am in love with the miller-boy; He wears nothing that I could destroy.
1797.

Book: Shattered Sighs