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Antiques - The New Amor Post by :sergio Category :Poems Author :Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe Date :July 2011 Read :1471

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Antiques - The New Amor

The New Amor


AMOR, not the child, the youthful lover of Psyche,

Look'd round Olympus one day, boldly, to triumph inured;

There he espied a goddess, the fairest amongst the immortals,--

Venus Urania she,--straight was his passion inflamed.

Even the holy one powerless proved, alas! 'gainst his wooing,--

Tightly embraced in his arm, held her the daring one fast.

Then from their union arose a new, a more beauteous Amor,

Who from his father his wit, grace from his mother derives.

Ever thou'lt find him join'd in the kindly Muses' communion,

And his charm-laden bolt foundeth the love of the arts.

1792.

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