Here you will find the Poem Amalia of poet Friedrich von Schiller
Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying, Fairer than all mortal youths was he; Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying Gently o'er the blue and glassy sea. And his kisses!--what ecstatic feeling! Like two flames that lovingly entwine, Like the harp's soft tones together stealing Into one sweet harmony divine,-- Soul and soul embraced, commingled, blended, Lips and cheeks with trembling passion burned, Heaven and earth, in pristine chaos ended, Round the blissful lovers madly turn'd. He is gone--and, ah! with bitter anguish Vainly now I breathe my mournful sighs; He is gone--in hopeless grief I languish Earthly joys I ne'er again can prize!