The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Apparent Death

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

APPARENT DEATH.

Weep, maiden, weep here o'er the tomb of Love;
⁠He died of nothing—by mere chance was slain.
But is he really dead?—oh, that I cannot prove:
⁠A nothing, a mere chance, oft gives him life again.