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No heir, no child, no wife are given me, And no earthly joy have ever I known; Fate, relentless through all eternity, Wildly pursues me like a hunted fawn. Whenever I can reach my home again, What shall I do with all my riches rare? The terms are good; let us close the bargain, And my ship’s whole cargo shall be thy share.
Du kamst vom Hause her, Du flogst den Vater zu begrüssen; Doch kaum noch sah ich an Dich langen, Du stürztest zu des Fremden Füssen Ich sah Dich seine Knie umfangen. . . Fleet as a fawn, startled in fear, I saw thee rush toward the beach To bid thy father welcome home, But scarce arrived, I saw thee kneel At the feet of the pale man accursed. Er hob mich auf. . .