NILS LYKKE.
Den bliver lystigere endnu, – idetmindste for mig. I pukker på at have overlistet mig. I truer med at dynge på mig alle menneskers hån og spot. Ah, I skulde vel vogte jer for at ægge min hævnlyst; thi jeg kan med to ord bøje eder i knæ for mine fødder.
NILS LYKKE.
’Twill be merrier yet--at least for me. You boast that you have overreached me. You threaten to heap on me all men’s scorn and mockery. Ah, beware that you stir not up my vengefulness; For with two words I can bring you to your knees at my feet.
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