A Symbol – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

THE mason’s trade Observe them well, 
Resembles life, And watch them revealing 
With all its strife,– How solemn feeling 

Is like the stir made And wonderment swell 
By man on earth’s face. The hearts of the brave. 
Though weal and woe The voice of the blest, 
The future may hide, And of spirits on high 
Unterrified Seems loudly to cry: 

We onward go “To do what is best, 
In ne’er changing race. Unceasing endeavour! 
A veil of dread “In silence eterne 
Hangs heavier still. Here chaplets are twin’d, 
Deep slumbers fill That each noble mind 

The stars over-head, Its guerdon may earn.– 
And the foot-trodden grave. Then hope ye for ever!”

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