Samuel Waddington, comp. The Sonnets of Europe. 1888.
The Maiden SpeaksJohann Wofgang von Goethe (17491832)
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring
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Thy marble image seems a type of thee;—
Like it, no sign of life thou giv’st to me;
Compared with thee, the stone appears to glow.
The friend’s brow all-unruffled should we see:
I seek thee, but thou seek’st away to flee;—
Fixed as this sculptured figure, learn to grow!
Must I from both with coldness meet alone?
This one is lifeless, thou with life art blest.
I’ll fondly kiss, and kiss, and kiss this stone,
Till thou dost tear me hence with envious breast.