Who is here with the mercy? I give two
pipes for a country and for a bread crust –
how beautiful the Austrian Empire is,
the sun of the Golden Horde and he sank
to rest on the veranda of a peasant with
those two pipes tied to his neck. Any of
his hopes were vain he thought he would
do great deeds he would wipe off
the humiliation that pressed on the fatherland,
but he was deceived by one side and by
the other and nobody gave a bread crust
to him as to a plague-stricken man –
he could have been the lawyer of that
empire with magnificent facades.
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