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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Coptic Song
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LEAVE we the pedants to quarrel and strive,

Rigid and cautious the teachers to be!
All of the wisest men e`er seen alive

Smile, nod, and join in the chorus with me:
"Vain `tis to wait till the dolt grows less silly!
Play then the fool with the fool, willy-nilly,—

Children of wisdom,—remember the word!"

Merlin the old, from his glittering grave,
When I, a stripling, once spoke to him,—gave

Just the same answer as that I`ve preferr`d;
"Vain `tis to wait till the dolt grows less silly!
Play then the fool with the fool, willy-nilly,—

Children of wisdom,—remember the word!"

And on the Indian breeze as it booms,
And in the depths of Egyptian tombs,

Only the same holy saying I`ve heard:
"Vain `tis to wait till the dolt grows less silly!
Play then the fool with the fool, willy-nilly,—

Children of wisdom,—remember the word!"
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