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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418728" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sir Curt's Wedding-Journey</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WITH a bridegroom's joyous bearing,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mounts Sir Curt his noble beast,<br>To his mistress' home repairing,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There to hold his wedding feast;<br>When a threatening foe advances</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From a desert, rocky spot;<br>For the fray they couch their lances,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not delaying, speaking not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long the doubtful fight continues,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Victory then for Curt declares;<br>Conqueror, though with wearied sinews,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forward on his road he fares.<br>When he sees, though strange it may be,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Something 'midst the foliage move;<br>'Tis a mother, with her baby,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stealing softly through the grove!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And upon the spot she beckons--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Wherefore, love, this speed so wild?<br>Of the wealth thy storehouse reckons,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hast thou nought to give thy child!&quot;<br>Flames of rapture now dart through him,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he longs for nothing more,<br>While the mother seemeth to him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lovely as the maid of yore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But he hears his servants blowing,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And bethinks him of his bride;<br>And ere long, while onward going,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chances past a fair to ride;<br>In the booths he forthwith buys him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For his mistress many a pledge;<br>But, alas! some Jews surprise him,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And long-standing debts allege.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the courts of justice duly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Send the knight to prison straight.<br>Oh accursed story, truly!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For a hero, what a fate!<br>Can my patience such things weather?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Great is my perplexity.<br>Women, debts, and foes together,--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, no knight escapes scot free!</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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Mounts Sir Curt his noble beast,
To his mistress' home repairing,

There to hold his wedding feast;
When a threatening foe advances

From a desert, rocky spot;
For the fray they couch their lances,

Not delayin..."></div>
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