instant cease! Me canst thou cheat with glozing wile Till self - reproach away I
cast, Me with joy's lure canst thou beguile; Let that day be for me the last! Be
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