Monday, February 13, 2012

who overcomes himself his freedom finds Goethe

All force strives forward to work far and wide
To live and grow and ever to expand;
Yet we are checked and thwarted on each side
By the world's flux and swept along like sand:
In this eternal storm and outward tide
We hear a promise, hard to understand:
From the compulsion that all creatures bind,
Who overcomes himself, his freedom finds.


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