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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Faithful Eckart</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;OH, would we were further! Oh, would we were home,<br>The phantoms of night tow'rd us hastily come,<br>The band of the Sorceress sisters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They hitherward speed, and on finding us here,<br>They'll drink, though with toil we have fetch'd it, the beer,<br>And leave us the pitchers all empty.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus speaking, the children with fear take to flight,<br>When sudden an old man appears in their sight:<br>&quot;Be quiet, child! children, be quiet!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From hunting they come, and their thirst they would still,<br>So leave them to swallow as much as they will,<br>And the Evil Ones then will be gracious.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As said, so 'twas done! and the phantoms draw near,<br>And shadowlike seem they, and grey they appear,<br>~Yet blithely they sip and they revel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The beer has all vanish'd, the pitchers are void;<br>With cries and with shouts the wild hunters, o'erjoy'd,<br>Speed onward o'er vale and o'er mountain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The children in terror fly nimbly tow'rd home,<br>And with them the kind one is careful to come:<br>&quot;My darlings, oh, be not so mournful!--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;They'll blame us and beat us, until we are dead.&quot;--<br>&quot;No, no! ye will find that all goes well,&quot; he said;<br>&quot;Be silent as mice, then, and listen!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;And he by whose counsels thus wisely ye're taught,<br>Is he who with children loves ever to sport.<br>The trusty and faithful old Eckart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ye have heard of the wonder for many a day,<br>But ne'er had a proof of the marvellous lay,--<br>Your hands hold a proof most convincing.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They arrive at their home, and their pitchers they place<br>By the side of their parents, with fear on their face,<br>Awaiting a beating and scolding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But see what they're tasting: the choicest of beer!<br>Though three times and four times they quaff the good cheer<br>The pitchers remain still unemptied.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The marvel it lasts till the dawning of day;<br>All people who hear of it doubtless will say:<br>&quot;What happen'd at length to the pitchers?&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In secret the children they smile, as they wait;<br>At last, though, they stammer, and stutter, and prate,<br>And straightway the pitchers were empty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if, children, with kindness address'd ye may be,<br>Whether father, or master, or alderman he,<br>Obey him, and follow his bidding!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if 'tis unpleasant to bridle the tongue,<br>Yet talking is bad, silence good for the young--<br>And then will the beer fill your pitchers!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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