HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

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legitimate far than that purple Tel est
notre plaisir, which invokes a divine
right with no better warrant than the
anointings of shaven and shorn jugglers;
thy will, my people, is the sole rightful
source of power. Though now thou
liest down in thy bonds, yet in the end
will thy rightful cause prevail; the day
of deliverance is at hand, a new time is
beginning. My Kaiser, the night is
over, and out there glows the ruddy dawn.
"' Conrad von der Rosen, my fool,
thou art mistaken; perhaps thou takest
a headsman's gleaming axe for the sun,
and the red of dawn is only blood.'
"'No, my Kaiser, it is the sun,
though it is rising in the west; these
six thousand years it has always risen
in the east; it is high time there should
come a change.'
"' Conrad von der Rosen, my fool,
thou hast lost the bells out of thy red
cap, and it has now such an odd look,
that red cap of thine !'
" * Ah, my Kaiser, thy distress has
made me shake my head so hard and
fierce, that the fool's bells have dropped
off my cap; the cap is none the worse
for that.'
"'Conrad von der Rosen, my fool,
what is that noise of. breaking and
cracking outside there ? '
"' Hush! that is the saw and the carpenter's
axe, and soon the doors of thy
prison will be burst open, and thou wilt
be free, my Kaiser !'