Goethe's literary essays : $b A selection in EnglishGoethe, Johann Wolfgang von
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Goethe's literary essays : $b A selection in English
Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von
Art; Literature -- History and criticism
“Yes,” exclaimed our friend, “I cannot recollect that any book,
any man, any incident of my life, has produced such important
effects on me, as the precious works to which by your kindness I
have been directed. They seem as if they were performances of some
celestial genius, descending among men, to make them, by the mildest
instructions, acquainted with themselves. They are no fictions! You
would think, while reading them, you stood before the unclosed awful
Books of Fate, while the whirlwind of most impassioned life was howling
through the leaves, and tossing them fiercely to and fro. The strength
and tenderness, the power and peacefulness, of this man, have so
astonished and transported me, that I long vehemently for the time when
I shall have it in my power to read farther.”
“Bravo!” said Jarno, holding out his hand, and squeezing our friend’s.
“This is as it should be! And the consequences, which I hope for, will
likewise surely follow.”
“I wish,” said Wilhelm, “I could but disclose to you all that is going
on within me even now. All the anticipations I ever had regarding man
and his destiny, which have accompanied me from youth upwards, often
unobserved by myself, I find developed and fulfilled in Shakespeare’s
writings. It seems as if he cleared up every one of our enigmas to
us, though we cannot say, Here or there is the word of solution. His
men appear like natural men, and yet they are not. These, the most
mysterious and complex productions of creation, here act before us as
if they were watches, whose dial plates and cases were of crystal,
which pointed out, according to their use, the course of the hours and
minutes; while, at the same time, you could discern the combination of
wheels and springs that turned them. The few glances I have cast over
Shakespeare’s world incite me, more than anything beside, to quicken
my footsteps forward into the actual world, to mingle in the flood
of destinies that is suspended over it, and at length, if I shall
prosper, to draw a few cups from the great ocean of true nature, and
to distribute them from off the stage among the thirsting people of my
native land.”...
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