Goethe: Pleasures of the Mind

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To strange conceits oft I myself must own…
For otherwise the pleasures of the mind
Bear us from book to book,
From page to page.
Then winter’s night grows cheerful;
Keen delight warms every limb;
And ah! when we unroll
Some old and precious parchment,
At the sight
All heaven itself descends upon the soul!

Goethe’s Faust

Excerpt, the 1850 Swanwick translation.

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1775

, April 18, 2008. German Romanticism, Goethe

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