HomeFriedrich SchillerTHE GERMAN ART

THE GERMAN ART. Friedrich Schiller


   By no kind Augustus reared,
   To no Medici endeared,
    German art arose;
   Fostering glory smiled not on her,
   Ne’er with kingly smiles to sun her,
    Did her blooms unclose.

   No,-she went by monarchs slighted
   Went unhonored, unrequited,
    From high Frederick’s throne;
   Praise and pride be all the greater,
   That man’s genius did create her,
    From man’s worth alone.

   Therefore, all from loftier mountains,
   Purer wells and richer fountains,
    Streams our poet-art;
   So no rule to curb its rushing-
   All the fuller flows it gushing
    From its deep-the heart!

Next →

Thank you for reading Friedrich Schiller "THE GERMAN ART"!
Read Friedrich Schiller
Main page

© elibrary.club