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A Hymn To Christ At The Author's Last Going Into Germany
John Donne
In what torn ship soever I embark, That ship shall be my emblem of thy Ark; What sea soever swallow me, that flood Shall be to me an emblem of thy ...Rate it

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A Jewish Cemetery In Germany
Yehuda Amichai
On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery, a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by shrubs, abandoned and forgotten. Neith...Rate it

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An Epistle To Dr. Moore, Author Of A View Of Society And Manners In France, Switzerland, And Germany.
Helen Maria Williams
I mean no giddy heights to climb, And vainly toil to be sublime; While every line with labour wrought, Is swell'd with tropes for want of thought: ...Rate it

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Germany And Her Princes
Friedrich Schiller
Thou hast produced mighty monarchs, of whom thou art not unworthy, For the obedient alone make him who governs them great. But, O Germany...Rate it

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Home-Sick. Written In Germany
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
'Tis sweet to him, who all the week Through city-crowds must push his way, To stroll alone through fields and woods, And hallow thus the Sabbath-da...Rate it

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O Germany, Pale Mother!
Bertolt Brecht
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As you sit among the peoples. You flaunt yoursel...Rate it

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The Virgin's Cradle-Hymn. Copied From A Print Of The Virgin, In A Roman Catholic Village In Germany
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Dormi, Jesu! Mater ridet Quae tam dulcem somnum videt, Dormi, Jesu! blandule! Si non dormis, Mater plorat, Inter fila cantans orat, Blande, veni, s...Rate it

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To Germany
Charles Hamilton Sorley
You are blind like us. Your hurt no man designed, And no man claimed the conquest of your land. But gropers both through fields of thought confined...Rate it

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Written in Germany, On One of The Coldest Days Of The Century
William Wordsworth
A plague on your languages, German and Norse! Let me have the song of the kettle; And the tongs and the poker, instead of that horse That gallop...Rate it

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