Honors Poem by Friedrich Schiller

Honors

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When the column of light on the waters is glassed,
As blent in one glow seem the shine and the stream;
But wave after wave through the glory has passed,
Just catches, and flies as it catches, the beam
So honors but mirror on mortals their light;
Not the man but the place that he passes is bright.

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Terry Searcy 14 March 2016

very nice thanks for sharing

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Friedrich Schiller

Friedrich Schiller

Marbach, Württemberg
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