oh sleepless one who slumbers and remembers the promise when you wake up, know that if a wound begins to recover another wound crops up with the memory, so learn to forget and learn to erase it, die mir sint enpfallen, Donnerstag ass ich abends 10 Unzen Brot, zwei gebratene Eier und Rettich, am Freitag fing ich damit an, die Rücken dazu zu malen, abends ass ich ein Pfund Brot und Spargel, es war ein schöner Tag, Rubens, and the eyes of them that see shall not be dim, and the ears of them that hear shall hearken, the heart also of the rash shall understand knowledge, and the tongue of the stammerers shall be ready to speak plainly,