Friedrich Schiller Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• O tender yearning, sweet hoping!
  The golden time of first love!
  The eye sees the open heaven,
  The heart is intoxicated with bliss;
  O that the beautiful time of young love
  Could remain green forever.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Life, Beautiful, Sweet

  "The Song of the Bell". Poem by Friedrich Schiller, 1799.

• Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Death, Sweet, Eye

  Friedrich Schiller (1844). “Sammlung”, p.15

• If the art of gardening is at last to turn back from her extravagances and rest with her other sisters, it is, above everything, necessary to have clearly before you what you require . . . It is certainly tasteless and inconsistent to desire to encompass the world with a garden-wall, but very practicable and reasonable to make a garden . . . into a characteristic whole to the eye, heart, and nderstanding alike.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Art, Wall, Eye

• Folly, thou conquerest, and I must yield!
  Against stupidity the very gods
  Themselves contend in vain. Exalted reason,
  Resplendent daughter of the head divine,
  Wise foundress of the system of the world,
  Guide of the stars, who are thou then, if thou,
  Bound to the tail of folly's uncurb'd steed,
  Must, vainly shrieking, with the drunken crowd,
  Eyes open, plunge down headlong in the abyss.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Death, Wise, Daughter

  Friedrich Schiller (1861). “Schiller's Complete Works”, p.435

• If yon wish to be like the gods on earth, to be free in the realms of the dead, pluck not the fruit from the garden! In appearance it may glisten to the eye; but the perishable pleasure of possession quickly avenges the curse of curiosity.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Eye, Garden, Temptation

• O the eye's light is a noble gift of Heaven! All beings live from light, each fair created thing; the very plants turn with a joyful transport to the light.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Eye, Light, Heaven

• When the measured dance of the hours brings back the happy smile of spring, the buried dead is born again in the life-glance of the sun. The germs which perished to the eye within the cold breast of the earth spring up with joy in the bright realm of day.

  Friedrich Schiller

  Spring, Eye, Joy

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