On the condition that I—that I fix the amount of the dowry.
KING.
And also that you [embracing the QUEEN] remain close to my heart. Now only Friedrich is lacking. And all this is the result of your—your cotton industries! Baronet Hotham? Thanks for this splendid recruit. [In HOTHAM'S ear, audibly] How did he sober up so soon?
PRINCE.
I crave your forgiveness Your Majesty—I am still drunk with joy.
KING.
Forgiveness? For your speech, my son? If that which you have said shall one day be written into the book of history, then my old heart is quite content, and has but the wish that they might add: "With his Sword he would be King, but with his Pigtail—merely the first citizen of his State."
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GERMAN LYRIC POETRY FROM 1830 to 1848