Friedrich Schiller

(10 November 1759 – 9 May 1805 / Marbach, Württemberg)

Columbus - Poem by Friedrich Schiller

Steer on, bold sailor--Wit may mock thy soul that sees the land,
And hopeless at the helm may droop the weak and weary hand,
Yet ever--ever to the West, for there the coast must lie,
And dim it dawns, and glimmering dawns before thy reason's eye;
Yea, trust the guiding God--and go along the floating grave,
Though hid till now--yet now behold the New World o'er the wave!
With genius Nature ever stands in solemn union still,
And ever what the one foretells the other shall fulfil.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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