More quotes by Friedrich von Logau
Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small;
Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all.
Man-like is it to fall into sin,
Fiend-like is it to dwell therein;
Christ-like is it for sin to grieve,
God-like is it all sin to leave.
How do you want to make white lilies into red roses? Kiss a white Galatea and she will blushingly laugh.
Wenn schöne Weiber bitten, muss man es schaffen doch,
Und schöne Weiber bitten, indem sie schweigen noch.
Der gelbe Kern der Erde, das Gold, hat alle Macht,
Daß alles sonst für ihme wie Schalen wird geacht.
Deutsche Sinn-Getichte (1654)
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