A ch, es geht mir wie einem, der im Weinberge nachliest, da man keine Trauben findet zu essen, und wollte doch gerne die besten Früchte haben.
Woe is me! For I am as when the summer fruits have been gathered, as when the vintage grapes have been gleaned and there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig for which my appetite craves.
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