Title                                              date,
Masonic Songs (7)................................. 1815Ä30
Poems on Pictures (21)............................ 1819, &c. 
Invectives (44)................................... 1802Ä24
Political poems (54).............................. 1814, &c. 
Masques (14)...................................... 1776-1818
Poems in the name of the citizens of Carlsbad (7). 1810Ä12
Poems on Individuals, &c. (209)................... 1778Ä1831
Chinese-German Poems (14)......................... 1827
Prophecies of Bakis (33).......................... 1798
The Four Seasons (99)............................. 1796
Epistles (3)...................................... 1794
Achilleis--Canto I................................ 1798Ä9
Reineke Fuchs..................................... 1793

Theatrical Prologues and Epilogues (12, including

 the Epilogue to the Song of the Bell, given in

this volume)................................... 1782Ä1821

THE POEMS OF GOETHE.

Dedication.

The morn arrived; his footstep quickly scared

The gentle sleep that round my senses clung,
And I, awak’ning, from my cottage fared,

And up the mountain side with light heart sprung;
At every step I felt my gaze ensnared

By new-born flow’rs that full of dew-drops hung;
The youthful day awoke with ecstacy, And all things quicken’d were, to quicken me.

And as I mounted, from the valley rose

A streaky mist, that upward slowly spread, Then bent, as though my form it would enclose,

Then, as on pinions, soar’d above my head:  My gaze could now on no fair view repose,

in mournful veil conceal’d, the world seem’d dead; The clouds soon closed around me, as a tomb, And I was left alone in twilight gloom.

At once the sun his lustre seem’d to pour,

And through the mist was seen a radiant light; Here sank it gently to the ground once more,

There parted it, and climb’d o’er wood and height.  How did I yearn to greet him as of yore,

After the darkness waxing doubly bright! 
The airy conflict ofttimes was renew’d,
Then blinded by a dazzling glow I stood.

Ere long an inward impulse prompted me

A hasty glance with boldness round to throw;
At first mine eyes had scarcely strength to see,

For all around appear’d to burn and glow. 
Then saw I, on the clouds borne gracefully,

A godlike woman hov’ring to and fro. 
In life I ne’er had seen a form so fair—­
She gazed at me, and still she hover’d there.

“Dost thou not know me?” were the words she said

In tones where love and faith were sweetly bound;
“Knowest thou not Her who oftentimes hath shed

The purest balsam in each earthly wound? 
Thou knows’t me well; thy panting heart I led