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Poetry -- and that, too, Goethe-- on a container!

We often get plastic containers as gifts when we visit others' homes during festivals such as Navaratri. But it was unusual to find some lines on this container....

poetry on a container


The words are written on two sides of the container. The first side:



Poetry on a container one


Of course, there seem to be spelling mistakes. The words are:

"SEEST Thou yon smiling Orange?
Upon the tree still hangs it,
Already March bath ('hath' would be correct) vanish'd
And new-born flowers are shooting"

Er, what are these new-born flowers shooting? Are they ..er.."budding" photographers? ;-)


Here's the second side:


poetry on a container two



"I draw night (obviously, "nigh" is the right word) to thee, then
And there I say, 'Oh Orange,
Thou ripe and juicy Orange,
Thou sweet and luscious"

At this point the poem seems to break down!

I googled the first line, and amazingly, got to "The Poems of Goethe, Songs, Part V"...

and the words given are:




SEEST thou yon smiling Orange?
Upon the tree still hangs it;
Already March hath vanish'd,
And new-born flow'rs are shooting.
I draw nigh to the tree then,
And there I say: Oh Orange,
Thou ripe and juicy Orange,
Thou sweet and luscious Orange,
I shake the tree, I shake it,
Oh fall into my lap!



How intriguing it was, and still is, to find this on the side of a plastic canister!

And no...I don't have the container any more. My maid loved it, and I gave it to her!


PS. another offshoot thought from this post. I am now, I notice, using "googling" as a verb, the way we now (in India at least) use "xeroxing"!
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