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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Food In Travel
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IF to her eyes` bright lustre I were blind,
No longer would they serve my life to gild.
The will of destiny must be fulfilid,—
This knowing, I withdrew with sadden`d mind.
No further happiness I now could find:
The former longings of my heart were still`d;
I sought her looks alone, whereon to build
My joy in life,—all else was left behind.
Wine`s genial glow, the festal banquet gay,
Ease, sleep, and friends, all wonted pleasures glad
I spurn`d, till little there remain`d to prove.
Now calmly through the world I wend my way:
That which I crave may everywhere be had,
With me I bring the one thing needful—love.
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