Of you, who are at this festive table I think with melancholy, alone at home. Brotherliness is only alive When we sit and feast together. Thus sacred custom simply ordains That you submit as best you can, too. Be a good and solid citizen You must march in rank and file. Hearty congratulations to Mr. Libman This feast rightfully bears his name We all praise his tireless rule And that he’s endured us for so long. You others, may I also laud Who have patiently suffered him so long Thus merits are never found alone They fit within the greater whole. If today you’re convening till late in the evening Also for the good of the university Let us joyfully also commemorate those To whom you are giving so much work and service. Let us think of them in gratitude Then our hearts do open wide. They don’t like it when they are named Especially as we all know exactly who they are. And besides, anonymity suits The spirit of sacrifice especially well. What lies before us is arduous and long, God save us from satisfaction. A. E. for the 75th birthday party of Emanuel Libman. October 1942. [TD. Note handwritten in pen at bottom right by O. Nathan.]