| Margarete Münsterberg, ed., trans. A Harvest of German Verse. 1916. | | | | Wild Rose | | By Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749–1832) |
| | | ONCE a lad a rose did spy, | |
| On the moorland growing, | |
| Young and lovely to the eye; | |
| Fast he ran to see it nigh, | |
| Ran with pleasure glowing. | 5 |
| Red rose, red rose, red rose red, | |
| On the moorland growing. | |
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| Spake the lad: “I’ll pick thee now, | |
| Rose on moorland growing!” | |
| Spake the rose: “I’ll prick thee now: | 10 |
| Thou wilt think of me, I trow!— | |
| Go, wild boy, be going!” | |
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| But the boy so wild and bad | |
| Broke the red rose glowing; | |
| Rose in anger pricked the lad, | 15 |
| Rose must suffer him, though sad | |
| And her fury showing. | |
| Red rose, red rose, red rose red, | |
| Rose on moorland growing! | | | | |
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