i.e. impatience in respect of one’s own imperfections, he says in one of his by no means lax sayings,—
“Noch weniger Reue,”
—giving way to the stings of conscience, when fresh joyous resolve is alone available,—
“Jene vermehrt die Schuld,
Diese schafft neue.”[A]
“Impatience naught avails
Nor more availeth rue,
One addeth to the fault,
The other maketh new.”—Tr.
In an album I once found in the hand of the pious Abbot Haneberg, afterwards Bishop of Spires, the following lines, written to the same effect:—
“Sonne dich mit Lust an Gottes Huld,
Hab’ mit allen—auch mit dir, Geduld.”[B]
“Bathe thyself with delight in the sunshine of heavenly grace,
Let patience toward all men abound—e’en with thyself find a place.”—Tr.