。， Thousand times her call renews.
Robed in splendour far more bright!Though my heart with grief throbs wilder,。， And the dark eyes 'neath his eyebrows placed,
[Goethe relates that a remarkable situation he was in one brightmoonlight night led to the composition of this sweet song, whichwas "the dearer to him because he could not say whence it cameand whither it would."]。，
。， Looks thoughtfully on;She roams by the streamlet,
To gain love's sweet reward.。，
。， Wille wau wau wau!
For all the roof and the rafters,。， Future and perish'dMoments we see.
THE only one whom, Lida, thou canst love,。， Soon wilt find rest.
In her arms to revel yet!。，
Wille wau wau wau!。， My love I follow'd, as she onward moved,With stars and northern lights o'er head in strife,
1816.-----ROLLICKING HANS.。， And to the new oneWe, too, are new.
For ye're saying something sweet,。，
， At cooling eve!--my guerdon was complete.。，