Evening journal., 1918-05-28
CHAPTER V.
UTTERANCES OF POETS
Germans and Prussians.


Germans and Prussians.
have often been deeply panied q
think Of this German nation. so worth,
ineits individuals and so pitiable as
whole. The comparison Of the Ger.
man people with other peoples rouse:
painful feelings that have tried BY
every possible means TO avoid
We Germans are OF yesterday.
For a century we have indeed made
earnest efforts 10 cultivate ourselves
but couple Of centuries mag we'll pass
before so much spirituality ana higher
culture make their way in and become
general among our countrymen that II
Will be possible TO say OF them: III
was long ago that they were barbar-
ians."
Koethe, "Gesprache" (Bledsrmann ed. )
vol. III, p. i03; vol vi, p. i25.
The Germans are much more re-
.vengeful than the Romance peoples
this is because they are idealists, even
in hatred. We Germans hate long and
hate deeply. to our last breath .
The Prussisns nature has
made stupid. science mas made them
wicked.
Heinrich Heine.
A Prophecy Fulfilled.
. Christianity has 10 a certain
extent softened this brutal beiligerent
ardor OF the Teutons, but Il has not
been able 10 destroy It and wnen the
Cross-the talisman that fetters IT.
shall be broken. then the ferocity OF
the old-time lighters, the frenzied ex-
sltatlon Of the Berserkers, whose
praises are still sung by the poets OF
the North, will again burst forth Then
and alas this day will surely come
the old war gods will arise from their
legendary tombs and wipe the dust Of
ages from their eyes: Thor will arise
with his gigantic hammer and demol-
ish the Gothic cathedrals
heinrich Heine. DE rAllemagne"
tis55l, vol. I, p ISL
A Prophecy Not Yet FULFILLED.
Not only Alsace and Lorraine. but all
France and Europe, as we'll as the
whole world VIII belong TO US. Yet. the
whole world will be German. often.
walking the woods Of my ratheriand,
have dreamed Of this German suprem-
scy.
Heinrich Heine.
Nierordts Song Of Hate.
GEhNlAN1, .HA1Ef
There was time when the hordes (
OF Mongollan chieftain overran US
with a great clashing Of swords; and /
dais was built for the chieftain's throne 1
by p:lins up the skulls Of Teutonic |
warriors.
There was a time when the bands |
OF the French Revolution pressed on
from the West to attack US; with them |
came the mocking Gsllic spirit and the
hand Of pillage waved the torch OF ar I
son in the name Of Liberty, Equality /
ard Fraternity.
There was q time when the armies
OF the Mortimer overran-us, spreading I
over all the land death, flames and hor- I
ror. They ascended the rivers az night, /
by the light Of the moon. TO throw
themselves into battle like dragons
come out OF the sea.
And now they an attack az once. like
vultures seeking their prey: like ban
dts all three assall thee, my poor Ger
many. so tranquil under thy great
spruce trees - the Gallic coiner Of
phrases. the English robber, the Rus
sian barbarian.
0 my Germany. into thy soul thou
must etch a deep and indelible hate
this hate thou hast lacked for a long,
long time, Retribution, vengeance, fury
are demanded; stife in thy heart all
human feeling and hasten 10 the fight
o Germany hate Slaughter thy foes
BY the millions and Of their reeking
,orpses build a monument that shah
reach the clouds.
0 Germany, hate nowl Arm thyself
IN steel and pierce with thy bayonet
lhe heart OF every foe; no prisoners \