Johann Wolfgang Goethe

Iphigenia in Tauris Johann Wolfgang Goethe

Beneath your leafy gloom, ye waving boughsOf this old, shady, consecrated grove, As in the goddess' silent sanctuary, With the same shudd'ring feeling forth I step, As when I trod it first, nor ever hereDoth my unquiet spirit feel at home. Long as the mighty will, to which I bow, Hath kept me here conceal'd, still, as at first, I feel myself a stranger. For the seaDoth sever me, alas! from those I love, And day by day upon the shore I stand, My soul still seeking for the land of Greece. But to my sighs, the hollow-sounding wavesBring, save their own hoarse murmurs, no reply. Alas for him! who friendless and alone, Remote from parents and from brethren