“Joy from truth's own glass of fire
Sweetly on the searcher smiles;
Lest on virtue's steeps he tire,
Joy the tedious path beguiles.
High on faith's bright hill before us,
See her banner proudly wave!
Joy, too, swells the angels' chorus,—
Bursts the bondage of the grave!”

Stanza 5
An die Freude (Ode to Joy; or Hymn to Joy) (1785)

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German poet, philosopher, historian, and playwright 1759–1805

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