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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
To Laura
By Friedrich von Schiller (1759–1805)
 
(Rapture)

Translation of Lord Edward Bulwer-Lytton

LAURA, above this world methinks I fly,
And feel the glow of some May-lighted sky,
        When thy looks beam on mine!
And my soul drinks a more ethereal air,
When mine own shape I see reflected there        5
        In those blue eyes of thine!
 
A lyre sound from the Paradise afar,
A harp note trembling from some gracious star,
        Seems the wild ear to fill;
And my Muse feels the Golden Shepherd hours,        10
When from thy lips the silver music pours
        Slow, as against its will.
 
I see the young Loves flutter on the wing—
Move the charmed trees, as when the Thracian’s string
        Wild life to forests gave;        15
Swifter the globe’s swift circle seems to fly,
When in the whirling dance thou glidest by,
        Light as a happy wave.
 
Thy looks, when there Love’s smiles their gladness wreathe,
Could life itself to lips of marble breathe,        20
        Lend rocks a pulse divine;
Reading thine eyes, my veriest life but seems
Made up and fashioned from my wildest dreams,—
        Laura, sweet Laura, mine!
 
 
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