"My uncle of most honest principles,
When in good earnest he fell ill,
Compelled [others] to respect him,
And could not have contrived [a] better [way].
His example [is] a lesson to others;
But, oh my goodness, what a bore
With a sick man to sit both day and night,
Not going [off] even a step away!
What low cunning
To amuse one half alive,
Adjust the pillows for him,
Sadly bring up to him his medicine,
To sigh and think in private:
Come, when will the Devil take you?"
Showing posts with label Walter Arendt (Literal Version). Show all posts
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Saturday, February 28, 2009
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