An Epitaph
Here lie I Martin Elginbrodde.
Have mercy on my soul Lord God
As I would do were I Lord God
And ye were Martin Elginbrodde
It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows.
If we spoke a different language, we would perceive a somewhat different world.
Happy The Man Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own: He who, secure…