In the present case, as usual it is me difficult become, for me the permission to obtain.  The committee sorrowed deeply, but could me the permission not grant on account of a law which from the Concordia demands she shall the German language protect.  Du liebe Zeit!  How so had one to me this say could—­might—­dared—­should?  I am indeed the truest friend of the German language—­and not only now, but from long since—­yes, before twenty years already.  And never have I the desire had the noble language to hurt; to the contrary, only wished she to improve—­I would her only reform.  It is the dream of my life been.  I have already visits by the various German governments paid and for contracts prayed.  I am now to Austria in the same task come.  I would only some changes effect.  I would only the language method—­the luxurious, elaborate construction compress, the eternal parenthesis suppress, do away with, annihilate; the introduction of more than thirteen subjects in one sentence forbid; the verb so far to the front pull that one it without a telescope discover can.  With one word, my gentlemen, I would your beloved language simplify so that, my gentlemen, when you her for prayer need, One her yonder-up understands.

I beseech you, from me yourself counsel to let, execute these mentioned reforms.  Then will you an elegant language possess, and afterward, when you some thing say will, will you at least yourself understand what you said had.  But often nowadays, when you a mile-long sentence from you given and you yourself somewhat have rested, then must you have a touching inquisitiveness have yourself to determine what you actually spoken have.  Before several days has the correspondent of a local paper a sentence constructed which hundred and twelve words contain, and therein were seven parentheses smuggled in, and the subject seven times changed.  Think you only, my gentlemen, in the course of the voyage of a single sentence must the poor, persecuted, fatigued subject seven times change position!

Now, when we the mentioned reforms execute, will it no longer so bad be.  Doch noch eins.  I might gladly the separable verb also a little bit reform.  I might none do let what Schiller did:  he has the whole history of the Thirty Years’ War between the two members of a separable verb in-pushed.  That has even Germany itself aroused, and one has Schiller the permission refused the History of the Hundred Years’ War to compose—­God be it thanked!  After all these reforms established be will, will the German language the noblest and the prettiest on the world be.