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儒有衣冠中,动作慎,其大让如慢,小让如伪,大则如威,小则如愧,其难进而易退也,粥粥若无能也。其容貌有如此者。
BETWEEN wheatfield and corn,Between hedgerow and thorn,Between pasture and tree,Where's my sweetheartTell it me!
They dwell in happy wise.
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Come! raise thyself to spheres more glorious,He'll follow when thou matzoth his sight.
Far nimbler needs must be, in truth.
My bed has no trestles,
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Longing attended on sight; then with fruition was bless'd.Think'st thou the goddess had long been thinking of love and its pleasures
THE Gesellige Lieder, which I have angicisled as above, asseveral of them cannot be called convivial songs, are separatedby Goethe from his other songs, and I have adhered to the samearrangement. The Ergo bibamus is a well-known drinking song inGermany, where it enjoys vast popularity.
Thereupon he traced, with pointed finger,And with anxious care, upon the forest,At the utmost verge, where the strong sunbeamsFrom the shining ground appear'd reflected,
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子云:“小人贫斯约,富斯骄;约斯盗,骄斯乱。”礼者,因人之情而为之节文,以为民坊者也。故圣人之制富贵也使民富不足以骄,贫不至于约,贵不慊于上,故乱益亡。子云:“贫而好乐,富而好礼,众而以宁者,天下其几矣。《诗》云:‘民之贪乱,宁为荼毒。』”故制:国不过千乘,都城不过百雉,家富不过百乘。以此坊民,诸侯犹有畔者。
IN the deepest nights of WinterTo the Muses kind oft cried I:"Not a ray of morn is gleaming,Not a sign of daylight breaking;Bring, then, at the fitting moment,Bring the lamp's soft glimm'ring lustre,'Stead of Phoebus and Aurora,To enliven my still labours!"Yet they left me in my slumbers,Dull and unrefreshing, lying,And to each late-waken'd morningFollow'd days devoid of profit.
Each its own Peculiar sought;Back to full, unbounded life
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Over the old one,
"Neighbour," rejoin'd forthwith young Hermann, with emphasis speaking"Altogether I differ, and greatly blame your opinions.Can that man be deem'd worthy, who both in good and ill fortuneThinks alone of himself, and knows not the secret of sharingSorrows and joys with others, and feels no longing to do so?I could more easily now than before determine to marryMany an excellent maiden needs a husband's protection,Many a man a cheerful wife, when sorrow's before him."Smilingly said then the father:--"I'm pleas'd to hear what you're saying,Words of such wisdom have seldom been utter'd by you in my presence.
Trusting in thy spells absurd;Dig no longer fruitlessly.