Gotthold Ephraim Lessing,
Nathan the Wise; a dramatic poem in five acts
“ By God, ’tis something beautifully wise To be so circumspect.SALADIN. Come, come, forgive Something to age. His lingerings cannot last. He is not going to require of thee First to turn Jew.TEMPLAR. Who knows?SALADIN. Who? I, who know This Nathan better.TEMPLAR. Yet the superstition In which we have grown up, not therefore loses When we detect it, all its influence on us. Not all are free that can bemock their fetters.SALADIN.Maturely said—but Nathan, surely Nathan—TEMPLAR.The worst of superstitions is to think One’s own most bearable. ”
