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Friedrich Schiller - To A World-Reform
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"I Have sacrificed all," thou sayest, "that man I might succor;
       Vain the attempt; my reward was persecution and hate."
Shall I tell thee, my friend, how I to humor him manage?
       Trust the proverb!  I ne`er have been deceived by it yet.
Thou canst not sufficiently prize humanity`s value;
       Let it be coined in deed as it exists in thy breast.
E`en to the man whom thou chancest to meet in life`s narrow pathway,
       If he should ask it of thee, hold forth a succoring hand.
But for rain and for dew, for the general welfare of mortals,
       Leave thou Heaven to care, friend, as before, so e`en now.
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