IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Georg Ebers, v8 [GE#111][g111v10.txt]5550
His sole effort had seemed to be to interfere with no one
No virtue which can be owned like a house or a steed
Retreat behind the high-sounding words "justice and law"
Strongest of all educational powers—sorrow and love
Usually found the worst wine in the taverns with showy signs
IN FIRE OF THE FORGE, by Ebers, Complete [GE#112][g112v10.txt]5551
Abandoned women (required by law to help put out the fires)
Deem every hour that he was permitted to breathe as a gift
False praise, he says, weighs more heavily than disgrace
His sole effort had seemed to be to interfere with no one
No virtue which can be owned like a house or a steed
Retreat behind the high-sounding words "justice and law"
Shipwrecked on the cliffs of 'better' and 'best'
Strongest of all educational powers—sorrow and love
The heart must not be filled by another's image
Usually found the worst wine in the taverns with showy signs
Welcome a small evil when it barred the way to a greater one
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v1 [GE#113][g113v10.txt]5552
As every word came straight from her heart
Be cautious how they are compassionate
Beware lest Satan find thee idle!
Brought imagination to bear on my pastimes
Comparing their own fair lot with the evil lot of others
Faith and knowledge are things apart
Flee from hate as the soul's worst foe
For the sake of those eyes you forgot all else
Her eyes were like open windows
Last Day we shall be called to account for every word we utter
Laugh at him with friendly mockery, such as hurts no man
Maid who gives hope to a suitor though she has no mind to hear
May they avoid the rocks on which I have bruised my feet
Men folks thought more about me than I deemed convenient
No man gains profit by any experience other than his own
One of those women who will not bear to be withstood
The god Amor is the best schoolmaster
They who will, can
When men-children deem maids to be weak and unfit for true sport
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v2 [GE#114][g114v10.txt]5553
Be happy while it is yet time
Germans are ever proud of a man who is able to drink deep
On with a new love when he had left the third bridge behind him
The not over-strong thread of my good patience
Vagabond knaves had already been put to the torture
MARGERY, by Georg Ebers, v3 [GE#115][g115v10.txt]5554
A small joy makes us to forget our heavy griefs
All I did was right in her eyes
Especial gift to listen keenly and question discreetly
Happiness should be found in making others happy
Have never been fain to set my heart on one only maid
Hopeful soul clings to delay as the harbinger of deliverance
No false comfort, no cloaking of the truth
One Head, instead of three, ruled the Church
Though thou lose all thou deemest thy happiness