The Poems of Goethe - Translated in the original metres by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Thou must cut thine own stuff.
As nought diff'rent can make me, As I am thou must take me! 1815.* ----- THE GOLDSMITH'S APPRENTICE. My neighbour, none can e'er deny, Is a most beauteous maid; Her shop is ever in mine eye, When working at my trade. To ring and chain I hammer then The wire of gold assay'd, And think the while: "For Kate, oh when Will such a ring be made?" And when she takes her shutters down, Her shop at once invade, To buy and haggle, all the town, For all that's there displayd. I file, and maybe overfile |
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