Angzang seven-foot net

Sure and fast! When to the moment I shall say, "Linger awhile! so fair thou

art!" Then mayst thou fetter me straightway, Then to the abyss will I depart!

Then may the solemn death - bell sound, Then from thy service thou art free,

The index then may cease its round. And time be never more for me!

I shall remember: pause, ere 'tis too late.

Thereto a perfect right hast thou. My strength I do not rashly overrate. Slave

am I here, at any rate, If thine, or whose, it matters not, I trow.

At thine inaugural feast I will this day Attend, my duties to commence. But