The Brothers
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Slumber, Sleep -- they were two brothers, servants to the Gods above;
Kind Prometheus lur'd them downwards, ever fill'd with earthly love;
But what Gods could bear so lightly, press'd too hard on men beneath;
Slumber did his brother's duty -- Sleep was deepen'd into Death.
A.
Source:
Poems And Ballads Of GoetheCopyright 1859
Translator:
William Edmondstoune Aytoun, D.C.L. ("A.")
and Theodore Martin ("M.")
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