Friedrich Schiller Quotes

Joy, thou spark from Heav'n immortal,Daughter of Elysium!Drunk with fire, toward Heaven advancingGoddess, to thy shrine we come.Thy sweet magic brings togetherWhat stern Custom spreads afar;All men become brothersWhere thy happy wing-beats are.
Friedrich Schiller
Friedrich Schiller

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