Fantasie -- To Laura

Friedrich Schiller 1759 (Marbach am Neckar) – 1805 (Weimar)

Name, my Laura, name the whirl-compelling
 Bodies to unite in one blest whole--
Name, my Laura, name the wondrous magic
 By which soul rejoins its kindred soul!

See! it teaches yonder roving planets
 Round the sun to fly in endless race;
And as children play around their mother,
 Checkered circles round the orb to trace.

Every rolling star, by thirst tormented,
 Drinks with joy its bright and golden rain--
Drinks refreshment from its fiery chalice,
 As the limbs are nourished by the brain.

'Tis through Love that atom pairs with atom,
 In a harmony eternal, sure;
And 'tis Love that links the spheres together--
 Through her only, systems can endure.

Were she but effaced from Nature's clockwork,
Into dust would fly the mighty world;
O'er thy systems thou wouldst weep, great Newton,
 When with giant force to chaos hurled!

Blot the goddess from the spirit order,
 It would sink in death, and ne'er arise.
Were love absent, spring would glad us never;
 Were love absent, none their God would prize!

What is that, which, when my Laura kisses,
 Dyes my cheek with flames of purple hue,
Bids my bosom bound with swifter motion,
 Like a fever wild my veins runs through?

Every nerve from out its barriers rises,
 O'er its banks, the blood begins to flow;
Body seeks to join itself to body,
 Spirits kindle in one blissful glow.

Powerful as in the dead creations
 That eternal impulses obey,
O'er the web Arachne-like of Nature,--
 Living Nature,--Love exerts her sway.

Laura, see how joyousness embraces
 E'en the overflow of sorrows wild!
How e'en rigid desperation kindles
 On the loving breast of Hope so mild.

Sisterly and blissful rapture softens
 Gloomy Melancholy's fearful night,
And, deliver'd of its golden children,
 Lo, the eye pours forth its radiance bright!

Does not awful Sympathy rule over
 E'en the realms that Evil calls its own?
For 'tis Hell our crimes are ever wooing,
 While they bear a grudge 'gainst Heaven alone!

Shame, Repentance, pair Eumenides-like,
 Weave round sin their fearful serpent-coils:
While around the eagle-wings of Greatness
 Treach'rous danger winds its dreaded toils.

Ruin oft with Pride is wont to trifle,
 Envy upon Fortune loves to cling;
On her brother, Death, with arms extended,
 Lust, his sister, oft is wont to spring.

On the wings of Love the future hastens
 In the arms of ages past to lie;
And Saturnus, as he onward speeds him,
 Long hath sought his bride--Eternity!

Soon Saturnus will his bride discover,--
 So the mighty oracle hath said;
Blazing worlds will turn to marriage torches
 When Eternity with Time shall wed!

Then a fairer, far more beauteous morning,
 Laura, on our love shall also shine,
Long as their blest bridal-night enduring:--
 So rejoice thee, Laura--Laura mine!

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 2,683
Words 462
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

Friedrich Schiller

Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller was a German poet philosopher historian and playwright During the last seventeen years of his life Schiller struck up a productive if complicated friendship with already famous and influential Johann Wolfgang Goethe with whom he frequently discussed issues concerning aesthetics and encouraged Goethe to finish works he left merely as sketches this relationship and these discussions led to a period now referred to as Weimar Classicism They also worked together on Die Xenien The Xenies a collection of short but harshly satirical poems in which both Schiller and Goethe verbally attacked those persons they perceived to be enemies of their aesthetic agenda. more…

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