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THE PUPPET-SHOW OF LIFE ( Friedrich Schiller )


Thou'rt welcome in my box to peep!
 Life's puppet-show, the world in little,
 Thou'lt see depicted to a tittle, -
 But pray at some small distance keep!
 'Tis by the torch of love alone,
 By Cupid's taper, it is shown.

 See, not a moment void the stage is!
 The child in arms at first they bring, -
 The boy then skips, - the youth now storms and rages, -
 The man contends, and ventures everything!

 Each one attempts success to find,
 Yet narrow is the race-course ever;
 The chariot rolls, the axles quiver,
 The hero presses on, the coward stays behind,
 The proud man falls with mirth-inspiring fall,
 The wise man overtakes them all!

 Thou see'st fair woman it the barrier stand,
 With beauteous hands, with smiling eyes,
 To glad the victor with his prize.

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( Friedrich Schiller )
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