Letter 89 of 189

Letter

I beg your forgiveness for having done it in the innocence of my heart solelyto pleaseyou, and I am sure you'llforgive me with your usual amiability.They have onlysent me these two copiesfrom

; I would have liked to send copiesto those excellent men I have committed them to our flyingmessenger without even reading them, and have not kept one.

Jesus,our salvation,keep you tillHis day.

I fancyyou know ere this,dear Philip,of the new commission of fourteen men at Eck beingthe principal, and Spalatin, the scribe,which And what is more, the Pope, after the raisingof the siegeof Florence,was surrounded in St. Engelsberg,Rome, by the We poor hermits have nothingto do but write the news to you orators, who resemble the frogson the island of Seriphos.

I enclose the treatise on the schools " a real Lutheran document, whose prolixity even its author cannot deny.

The littlebook about the Keys has the same fault.

I shall next write on justification.

I hear the plague is in Wittenberg,the Leipsic students having brought it.

Four have died, and two houses are shut up.

LufFt wrote me about it Captain and the young Ernest are still there,so you need not be anxious.

Lord, who sent you to Augsburg, make you great and gloriousthere I am againtroubled with hoarseness,and fear a return of my old malady, but perhapsit is only an onslaughtof Satan, but if Christ conquers let

They left here three weeks ago and have never written.

Luther sends translation of the I send my promised psalm, excellent Hesse, in the form into which my pen has transformed it,or deformed it.

I received yours along with the letter,which I read daily. I do not expect you to be as much delighted with mine as I am with yours, although it is the same psalm.

I never would compare myself to such a poet.

For you are the king of poets, and the poet of kings; or rather the royalpoet, and poeticalking, who makes the royal poet talk so beautifully in a strange tongue.

Accept my thanks for givingme such pleasure.Out of a fat sophistI have turned into a sordid theologian ; and besides this despicable store of theologyI have nothing. Accept this instead of a present, and greet your queen and princestenderly from me, also Wenzel.

I shall not write him now, as last night I had such pain in a tooth that I am quite limp to-day. May the Lord guide and maintain you.

Emperor uses artifice to unite the two parties.

I got a sightof our people'sopinionconcerningour affairs,but what PhilipI write to you, that for Christ's honour and to pleaseme you would believe that Campegius is a perfectdevil.

I have been much upset through our opponents' propositions.As sure as I live this is a trick of