TO THE DISTANT ONE
by: Johann Wolfgang von
- ND have
I lost thee evermore,
- Hast thou, oh, fair one, from me flown?
- Still in mine ear sounds, as of yore,
- Thine every word, thine every tone.
- As when at morn the wanderer's eye
- Attempts to pierce the air in vain,
- When, hidden in the azure sky,
- The lark high o'er him chants his strain:
- So do I cast my troubled gaze
- Through bush, through forest, o'er the lea;
- Thou art invoked by all my lays;
- Oh, come then, loved one, back to me!
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John Storer Cobb's English translation
of 'To the Distant One' was first published in Goethe: Poetical
Works, vol. 1. Boston: Francis A Niccolls & Company,