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[white angel]

Hi there
i wnat to know the main idea of the poem "human knowledge" by friedrich von schiller

Since thou readest in her what thou thyself hast there written,
And, to gladden the eye, placest her wonders in groups;--
Since o'er her boundless expanses thy cords to extend thou art able,
Thou dost think that thy mind wonderful Nature can grasp.
Thus the astronomer draws his figures over the heavens,
So that he may with more ease traverse the infinite space,
Knitting together e'en suns that by Sirius-distance are parted,
Making them join in the swan and in the horns of the bull.
But because the firmament shows him its glorious surface,
Can he the spheres' mystic dance therefore decipher aright?
thanks

[white angel]

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[BookBeauty]

The main idea in any poem is usually subjective, which means that each individual will get a different idea, or meaning from it. If this is a school project, read this poem and decide for yourself what you think the idea is.

[tomingram]

While there may be no one right interpretation to a work, there can be wrong interpretations. So I think we can throw out the idea of total subjectivity. Unless the Sorrow of Young Werther is about a rocket mission to the moon, of course.

With a poem like the one posted above, you might want to explore ideas like the limits of human knowledge, ineffability, ect. Again, there is no one right answer to your question, but there is a general range to pursue.

[Mutatis-Mutandis]

OP, do your own homework.

[Calidore]

Thou dost think that thy mind wonderful Nature can grasp.


Now I know where Yoda got his sentence structure.

[Adolescent09]

Now I know where Yoda got his sentence structure.

ROFL. This one actually made me laugh.

[Bad Grass]

If there is a ‘main idea’, then it is such:
Just because something is greater than man can imagine, doesn’t mean he can’t comprehend it and scale it.

[Calidore]

Another idea:



Since thou readest in her what thou thyself hast there written,
And, to gladden the eye, placest her wonders in groups;--
Since o'er her boundless expanses thy cords to extend thou art able,
Thou dost think that thy mind wonderful Nature can grasp.
Thus the astronomer draws his figures over the heavens,
So that he may with more ease traverse the infinite space,
Knitting together e'en suns that by Sirius-distance are parted,
Making them join in the swan and in the horns of the bull.
But because the firmament shows him its glorious surface,
Can he the spheres' mystic dance therefore decipher aright?


Clearly he's rhapsodizing over the best pair of boobs he's ever seen.