Those Whom The Gods Chose As Their

Finally And Long Overdue, Your People, Oppressed And Disgraced By Hatred And Maliciousness, Have Achieved Justice: Now You Enjoy Full Citizen's Rights, But You'll Remain Jews Nonetheless.

Servants Honor Their Master By Their Service.

They Are Miserly, The Princes Of Austria, You Need Not Grieve About It; They May Not Donate Anything, But They Allow Themselves Tobe Fleeced, The Good Lords.

Human Life, Old And Young, Takes Place Between Hope And Remembrance. The Young Man Sees All The Gates To His Desires Open, And The Old Man Remembers--his Hopes.

Do You Think That It Is Possible To Have A Mere Taste Of Commonness? Either One Hates It Or Makes Common Cause With It.