《瘋狂英語》精選輯:巴赫，弦之舞

瘋狂英語特選輯 BACH, DANCING ON THE STRING

I think when I first came to Kurten, I was truly joyful.
I must not forget mortals' moments of real gladness that come so rarely.
I was finally paid quite handsomely; I had sixteen top-notch musicians at my service. I didn't have choir, but then I didn’t have to teach, so... just music, music for music's sake, for the Lord's sake. Written at the behest of the Prince, my employer, a literate and ardent young friend.

And of course, I had my cherished maria Barbara with me, and my four children, alive and well, praise God! And my new little boy, still warm from the womb, Leopold Augustus, I named him after the Prince, who is also his godfather. We baptized him in the castle. I intended to live here for the rest of my days. Yes, at that moment, I thought the world good, good indeed.

"Whenever I take my pipe and stuff it and smoked, to pass the time away, my thoughts as I sit there and puff it, dwell on a picture sad and gray that teaches me that very like am I myself unto my pipe. Like me, this pipe so fragrant-burning, is made of not but earth and clay, to earth I too shall be returning. It falls, and dare I think to say it breaks in two before my eyes, in store for me a like fate lies, etc."