Help me find a poem
I'm trying to find a poem by Hegel written to Holderlin. The problem is everyone online only quotes part of it and I can't find a title. Here's the excerpt:"
"For thought cannot grasp the soul which forgetting itself plunges, out of space and time into a presentiment of infinity, and now re-awakens. Whoever wanted to speak of this to others, though he spoke with the tongues of angels, would feel the poverty of words."
No line divisions either. If you have a lead let me know.
Take off your pants, baby. -Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Re: Help me find a poem
It could possibly be called "Eleusis", he seems to have written a poem to Holderlin called this, though I have not found an English translation of it, only another language I had no idea of. - http://www.netn.fi/195/netn_195_hegel.html
A couple of sites which may help you - http://www.hegel.net/hegel/persons.htm
http://www.wbenjamin.org/hoelderlin_chron.html
Both have references to the poem and some dates / context.
I may have a bit more of a look, but for the moment I can't uncover much else. Hegel was a great man who inspired many, many of the philosophers I admire - Marx and Sartre anyone?!
GARCIN: I "dreamt," you say. It was no dream. When I chose the hardest path, I made my choice deliberately. A man is what he wills himself to be.
INEZ: Prove it. Prove it was no dream. It's what one does, and nothing else, that shows the stuff one's made of.
GARCIN: I died too soon. I wasn't allowed time to - to do my deeds.
INEZ: One always dies too soon - or too late. And yet one's whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are - your life, and nothing else.
Jean Paul Sartre - No Exit 1944
Re: Help me find a poem
Hmmmm - maybe this - http://translate.google.com/translat...icial%26sa%3DG
pft, I am done searching, it is exhausting.
GARCIN: I "dreamt," you say. It was no dream. When I chose the hardest path, I made my choice deliberately. A man is what he wills himself to be.
INEZ: Prove it. Prove it was no dream. It's what one does, and nothing else, that shows the stuff one's made of.
GARCIN: I died too soon. I wasn't allowed time to - to do my deeds.
INEZ: One always dies too soon - or too late. And yet one's whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are - your life, and nothing else.
Jean Paul Sartre - No Exit 1944
Re: Help me find a poem
Originally Posted by Skomatth
Schon der Gedanke fasst die Seele nicht,This is the original German Eleusis (1796), but be careful, the page I linked to contains many typo's. It has 'fast' instead of 'fasst', 'gat' instead of 'gar', &cetera.
Die ausser Zeit und Raum in Ahndung der Unendlichkeit
Versunken, sich vergisst, und wieder zum Bewusstseyn nun
Erwacht. Wer gar davon zu andern sprechen wollte,
Sprächer mit Engelzungen, fühlt' der Worte Armuth.
Couldn't find it in English, sorry. I think you'd better find a good dictionary.
The bloody trouble is we are only alive when we’re half dead trying to get a paragraph right. - Paul Scott
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