by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Where the rose is fresh and blooming -- where the vine and myrtle spring --
Where the turtle-dove is cooing -- where the gay cicalas sing --
Whose may be the grave surrounded with such store of comely grace,
Like a God-created garden? 'Tis Anacreon's resting-place.
Spring and summer and the autumn pour'd their gifts around the bard,
And, ere winter came to chill him, sound he slept beneath the sward.
Source:Poems And Ballads Of Goethe
William Edmondstoune Aytoun, D.C.L. ("A.")
and Theodore Martin ("M.")
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