Letter 79 of 189

Letter

prayer and is good,"said the man, ^ and theyshall get whistles and drums, and all sorts of musical instruments,and dance, and shoot with littlecross-bows."

And he showed me a lovelylawn, all readyfor dancing,where whistles,flutes,etc.,hung.

But it was early,and the children not having breakfasted,I could not wait for the dancing,so Dear sir,I must hurry away and write all this to my dear littleson

Hans, and tell him to pray and be good, that he may come into this garden; but he has an Lene,^whom he must bringalso."

That he can," said the man " write him to do so."

Therefore,dear little sonny, learn your lessons and pray, and tell Lippus and Jost to do so too, and then you will all get into the garden together. I commend you to As the messenger has delayed his departurefor an hour, I shall greet you by letter,althoughwe have no reliable news of the Augsburg proceedings.First of all, accept my best thanks for you and your brother staying in my country house to protect my family,who are delighted to have such protection.

I may some day be able to repay the service.

For myselfI am pretty well,althoughI suffered from " not a buzzing,but a roll of thunder in my head, and cannot think whence it came.

Our heroes at the Diet are runningabout helter-skelter, or rather drivingabout in carriages, steeringthroughthe air with their rudders.

They enter the arena of conflict early,then giveus a truce during the day,and with the sound of the trombone proclaimtheir victoryin our ears,

The sons of Melanchthon and Bora's aunt, who lived with them. while they plunder,steal,and devour everything,being at war with the fruits of the ground.

At nightthey return home and snore peacefully till morning. Lately we made a raid into their palacesto catch a glimpseof the splendourof their realm,startling them greatly, for they fancied we had come to frustrate their plans and cunningCourt devices.

What terrified cries ensued When we saw how frightened these Achilleses and Hectors were, we waved our hats in the air.

We had seen enough,and were more than pleasedto have turned them into ridicule, for even our presence terrified them.

But this is all a joke,although it might serve as an allegorical picture, or a sign that these daws, nay, these harpies,tremble before Word, or, to put it otherwise,that the noble lords at Augsburg whimper like children and Papists. Greet

Luther sends letters to his friend.

The messenger who appeared scarcely gave me time to write to our peoplein Augsburg.

But he beggedso for lettersthat we send you those received from Wittenberg. Please see that our Augsburg friends get them.

I fancyyou can easilydo this, as you have so much communication with that town.

The exposition of the " is being sent to the Wittenberg printers, with an exegesiswhich is a disappointmentto me because of its length. Meanwhile greet Dr. Spengler,

Michael, Joachim, Coban If you can procure from your good friends threescore {Schock)oranges for my Catherine,I shall gladly pay for them, as there are none in Wittenberg.

May you and yours prosper, and be in health.

From my quietsolitude.