< The Works of J. W. von Goethe < Volume 9
THE FOX AND THE HUNTSMAN.
Hard 'tis on a fox's traces
To arrive, midst forest-glades;
Hopeless utterly the chase is,
If his flight the huntsman aids.
And so 'tis with many a wonder
(Why A B make Ab in fact),
Over which we gape and blunder,
And our head and brains distract.
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