A Warning

Solche Bücher lässt du drucken!

You will print such books as these?
Then you're lost, my friend, that's certain
If you wish for gold and honor,
Write more humbly — bend your knees!

Aye, you must have lost your senses,
Thus to speak before the people,
Thus to dare to talk of preachers
And of potentates and princes!

Friend, you're doomed, so it appears:
For the princes have long arms,
And the preachers have long tongues,
— And the masses have long ears!
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