My undivided heart shall now convey,
Obey him, and follow his bidding!And if 'tis unpleasant to bridle the tongue,Yet talking is bad, silence good for the young--
As thy child acknowledge me;Or let one be born in-stead,
His image, who, by grief oppress'd,
And before the loved ones' door they tarried,And she presents gave to her poor children,To the boys gave gold-embroider'd buskins,To the girls gave long and costly dresses,To the suckling, helpless in the cradle,Gave a garment, to be worn hereafter.
The reason why he came this road,
With the end in unison,Swifter than the forms around
1772.-----THE DESTRUCTION OF MAGDEBURG.