Excerpt from Gandalin; Or Love for Love: A Poem; Translated From the German of Wieland
When Galatea’s form first from his pencil sprung. Thou too, oh Virtue Thou, the loftiest height To which the soul ascends - thy name is Love, The God within us i - Hush, nor bring to light My lyre, the mysteries of the world above.
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