Against Stupidity, God Himself Fights In Vain.

Man Is Never So Authentically Himself As When At Play.

Many A Crown Shines Spotless Now That Yet Was Deeply Sullied In The Winning.

Alas! When Duty Grows Thy Law, Enjoyment Fades Away.

Folly, Thou Conquerest, And I Must Yield! Against Stupidity The Very Gods Themselves Contend In Vain. Exalted Reason, Resplendent Daughter Of The Head Divine, Wise Foundress Of The System Of The World, Guide Of The Stars, Who Are Thou Then, If Thou, Bound To The Tail Of Folly's Uncurb'd Steed, Must, Vainly Shrieking, With The Drunken Crowd, Eyes Open, Plunge Down Headlong In The Abyss.

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