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6794	Schiller, Friedrich	The Poems of Schiller — First period			.txt	text/plain	14162	1731	96	O'er thy systems thou wouldst weep, great Newton, 'Tis for thy strains they worship thee,-Thy look, if it but beam with love, "One with thy love my soul!" Ask'st thou whence thy beauties rise? Death thy bright smiles rends and scatters, And weep'st thou, Laura?--be thy tears forbid; Let me die young!--sweet sinner, dry thy tears! Shall look thy dead child with a ghastly stare; Never wilt thou embrace thy blooming bride, The friend thou forsakest thy side shall regain!" In thy life thou vainly sought'st for rest, Thy beauty--shame, Minna, to thee Thy beauty--shame, Minna, to thee Oh, LOVE, thou conqueror all-divine, Love's power thou now must feel! Oh, let thy daughter clasp thee to her heart! Zeus loves thee? To clasp his arms around thee, then do thou,-Shall learn, my Semele, that I'm thy Zeus! Zeus has my heart, gods only can I love,	./cache/6794.txt	./txt/6794.txt