The Prose Writings of Heinrich HeineHeine, Heinrich
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The Prose Writings of Heinrich Heine
Heine, Heinrich
Heine, Heinrich, 1797-1856 -- Translations into English
But the expense of playing the rôle of a God, for whom it were unseemly
to go in tatters, and who is sparing neither of body nor of purse, is
immense. To play such a rôle respectably, two things are above all
requisite--much money and robust health. Alas! it happened that one day
[in February 1848] both these essentials failed me, and my divinity was
at an end. Luckily, the highly-respected public was at that time
occupied with events so dramatic, so grand, so fabulous and
unprecedented, that the change in the affairs of so unimportant a
personage as myself attracted but little attention. Unprecedented and
fabulous were indeed the events of those crazy February days, when the
wisdom of the wisest was brought to naught, and the chosen ones of
imbecility were raised aloft in triumph. The last became the first, and
the lowliest became the highest. Matter, like thought, was turned upside
down, and the world was topsy-turvy. If in those mad days I had been
sane, those events would surely have cost me my wits; but, lunatic as I
then was, the contrary necessarily came to pass, and, strange to say,
just in the days of universal madness I regained my reason! Like many
other divinities of that revolutionary period, I was compelled to
abdicate ignominiously, and to return to the lowly life of humanity. I
came back into the humble fold of God's creatures. I again bowed in
homage to the almighty power of a Supreme Being, who directs the
destinies of this world, and who for the future shall also regulate my
earthly affairs. The latter, during the time I had been my own
Providence, had drifted into sad confusion, and I was glad to turn them
over to a celestial superintendent, who with his omniscience really
manages them much better. The belief in God has since then been to me
not only a source of happiness, but it has also relieved me from all
those annoying business cares which are so distasteful to me. This
belief has also enabled me to practice great economies; for I need no
longer provide either for myself or for others, and since I have joined
the ranks of the pious I contribute almost nothing to the support of the
poor. I am too modest to meddle, as formerly, with the business of
Divine Providence. I am no longer careful for the general good; I no
longer ape the Deity; and with pious humility I have notified my former
dependants that I am only a miserable human being, a wretched creature
that has naught more to do with governing the universe, and that in
future, when in need and affliction, they must apply to the Supreme
Ruler, who dwells in heaven, and whose budget is as inexhaustible as His
goodness--whereas I, a poor ex-god, was often compelled, even in the
days of my godhead, to seek the assistance of the devil. It was
certainly very humiliating for a god to have to apply to the devil for
aid, and I am heartily thankful to be relieved from my usurped glory. No
philosopher shall ever again persuade me that I am a god. I am only a
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