The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Perfect Bliss
All the divine perfections, which whilere
Nature in thrift doled out 'mongst many a fair,
She showered with open hand, thou peerless one, on thee!
And she that was so wondrously endowed,
To whom a throng of noble knees were bowed,
Gave all—Love's perfect gift—her glorious self, to me!