Many are good and wise; yet all
for one only reckon,
For tis conception,
alas, rules them, and not a fond heart.
Sad is the sway of conception,-from
thousandfold varying figures,
Needy and empty but one it
is eer able to bring.
But where creative beauty is ruling,
there life and enjoyment
Dwell; to the neer-changing
One, thousands of new forms she gives.
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