Part 29 (2/2)

PUFFENDORF.

Truly a delicate point! Yet the first possession appeareth In thy favor to tell; therefore make use of it still!

SCRUPLE OF CONSCIENCE.

Willingly serve I my friends; but, alas, I do it with pleasure; Therefore I often am vexed that no true virtue I have.

DECISION.

As there is no other means, thou hadst better begin to despise them; And with aversion, then, do that which thy duty commands.

THE HOMERIDES.

Who is the bard of the Iliad among you? For since he likes puddings, Heyne begs he'll accept these that from Gottingen come.

”Give them to me! The kings' quarrel I sang!”-- ”I, the fight near the vessels!”--”Hand me the puddings!

I sang what upon Ida took place!”

Gently! Don't tear me to pieces! The puddings will not be sufficient; He by whom they are sent destined them only for one.

G. G.

Each one, when seen by himself, is pa.s.sably wise and judicious; When they in corpore are, naught but a blockhead is seen.

THE MORAL POET.

Man is in truth a poor creature,--I know it,--and fain would forget it; Therefore (how sorry I am!) came I, alas, unto thee!

THE DANAIDES.

Into the sieve we've been pouring for years,-- o'er the stone we've been brooding; But the stone never warms,--nor does the sieve ever fill.

THE SUBLIME SUBJECT.

'Tis thy Muse's delight to sing G.o.d's pity to mortals; But, that they pitiful are,--is it a matter for song?

THE ARTIFICE.

Wouldst thou give pleasure at once to the children of earth and the righteous?

Draw the image of l.u.s.t--adding the devil as well!

IMMORTALITY.

Dreadest thou the aspect of death! Thou wishest to live on forever?

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