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Updated: June 16, 2025
Such extraordinarily huge reddish hands as might have grasped six seidels together in the Deutsche Kuechen on 13th street. I gasped with pleasurable relief. This solemnity, however, met its Waterloo in his frank and stupid eyes, not to say his trilogy of cheerful chins so much so that I felt like crying "Wie gehts!" and cracking him on his huge back. Such an animal!
Real anesthetist! Ochsner hasn't got a better one! Class, eh? . . . Now, now, Adolph, take it easy. This won't hurt you a bit. Put you all nice and asleep and it won't hurt a bit. Schweig' mal! Bald schlaft man grat wie ein Kind. So! So! Bald geht's besser!"
Her hour," he went on deliberately, "when she can say, 'there it is, at last, WIE IM TRAUM ICH. As in my dream I dreamed it, as in my will it was." He stood silent a moment, twisting the flower from his coat by the stem and staring at the blank wall with haggard abstraction.
C. F. D. Schubart wrote a poem entitled “Yorick,” beginning “Als Yorik starb, da flog Sein Seelchen auf den Himmel So leicht wie ein Seufzerchen.” The angels ask him for news of earth, and the greater part of the poem is occupied with his account of human fate.
August von Kotzebue, as youthful narrator, betrays a dependence on Sterne in his strange and ingeniously contrived tale, “Die Geschichte meines Vaters, oder wie es zuging, dass ich gebohren wurde.” The influence of Sterne is noticeable in the beginning of the story: he commences with a circumstantial account of his grandfather and grandmother, and the circumstances of his father’s birth.
Heuristic is, in fact, easier to-day than it used to be, although the honest Wagner has still good grounds for saying: "Wie schwer sind nicht die Mittel zu erwerben, Durch die man zu den Quellen steigt!"
The congregation sang according to the tune of "Wie schoen leuchtet der Morgenstern": "One hundred years, thrice told this day, By heavenly grace truth's radiant ray Beamed through the Reformation; Yea, glorious as Aurora's light Dispels the gloomy mists of night, Dawn'd on the world salvation. Luther! Zwingli! Joined with Calvin! From error's sin The church to free Restored religious liberty."
I pointed out this circumstance, and tossed over the paper to Pinto with a sneer. "C'est a brendre ou a laisser," he said with some heat. "You literary men are all imbrudent; but I did not tink you such a fool wie dis. Your box is not worth twenty pound, and I offer you a tausend because I know you want money to pay dat rascal Tom's college bills."
In the Kurze Untetweisung wie man beichten soll of 1519, of which this is a Latin re-elaboration, and, therefore, intended more for the educated man than as a popular presentation, he has advanced so far as to warn against the attempt to make an exhaustive enumeration of sins. He advises that the confession be made in the most general terms, covering sins both known and unknown.
Efery body loaf you, you loaf nobody, and vhen a man say 'You air charmante, you say 'Vill ve feeshe to-day? If a man say 'You haf eyes wie die Sternen im Himmel' you ask 'Hear you dthose bells of San Blas? and vhen a man say 'I loaf you to deestraction' you tell him 'I do so like dthose qveer Megsican Eendians." The Baron strikes the pavement violently with his stick.
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