Goethe, Who yearns for the impossible I love

From Faust part II, Translated by G. Madison Priest

Faust.

Check your pace and stay!

Chiron.

I do not rest.

Faust.

Take me along, I pray!

Chiron.

Then, mount! and I can question you at leisure:
Whither your way? You're standing on the shore
And I will bear you through the stream with pleasure.

Faust [mounting].

Whither you will, I'll thank you evermore...
The noble pedagogue, so great in name,
Who reared full many a hero, to his fame,
The troop of Argonauts, renowned in story,
And all who built the poets' world of glory.  

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