Politics

A weapon that comes down as still
As snowflakes fall upon the sod;
But executes a freeman's will,
As lightning does the will of God;
And from its force, nor doors nor locks
Can shield you; 'tis the ballot-box.

One cannot look too closely at and weigh in too golden scales the acts of men hot in their political excitement.

Who will burden himself with your liturgical parterre when the burning questions [brennende Fragen] of the day invite to very different toils?