。， OF all the beauteous waresExposed for sale at fairs,None will give more delightThan those that to your sightFrom distant lands we bring.Oh, hark to what we sing!These beauteous birds behold,They're brought here to be sold.
。， IV. Book of Contemplation :--
。， The TypesOne Pair MoreLove's Torments
Softly tow'rds him then he drew me;。， A hasty glance with boldness round to throw;At first mine eyes had scarcely strength to see,
Song of the FatesFrom Gotz von Berlichingen :--。，
1767-9.-----MOTIVES.。， When by the youth vow'd.
。， 'Tis through thee only that I live;
SOUND, sweet song, from some far land,Sighing softly close at hand,。，
In the Muses' silent groves.。， My senses ofttimes are oppress'd,
。， Song of the FatesFrom Gotz von Berlichingen :--
Of his lambs some two or three。， When not engaged in trade;I know full well for what she spins,--
Who hath torn her from mine arms?。，
The town girl now threatens。，
Dedication。， Ariel's Song and Chorus of Spirits
， I would I were goldThat thy fingers might hold!If thou boughtest aught then,I'd return soon again.I would I were goldThat thy fingers might hold!。，