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I. Founder’s Morning Song
Vanished has the long, dark night,
The bourse already
shines in new splendor,
To spritely life has awakened all
that,
Which lay asleep in heavy dreams,
And so the day
begins its course.
I heave a sigh of relief before the worry and toil,
And
see around me in the springtime green,
That flowers are
unfolding their blossoms,
So new courage blossoms in my
heart,
My stocks are doing quite well right now.
II. Founder’s Midday Song
I am a founder, cheerful and alive,
Today, already, I’ll
sit down at the table,
As I ought not to labor any
more,
Except to count the interest I’ve accrued.
Thank God, I know how to help myself,
Nothing shall be my
care, neither the town nor state:
Loyally devoted to the
founder’s life am I,
And thus procure for myself a decent
life.
What do I care about service
to the public?
The main thing here is
profit for myself:
And as
a just reward I’ll make for myself alone,
A bourgeois crown
out of all my shares.
Source: August Heinrich Hoffmann von Fallersleben, Founding Songs (1872); reprinted in Wolfgang Piereth, ed., Das 19. Jahrhundert. Ein Lesebuch zur deutschen Geschichte 1815–1918, 2nd ed. Munich: C. H. Beck, 1997, p. 93.