"We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness: and we'll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
Who loses, and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And take upon 's the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies; and we'll wear out,
In a walled prison, packs and sets of great ones
That ebb and flow by the moon."
- William Shakespeare, King Lear, 5.3.9
Diese wunderschöne Coin durfte ich in den Händen von Familie Weiss bewundern. Vielen Dank für's Zeigen und liebe Grüße aus dem Upland. 🙂