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Todt zum Krüppel: |
Death to The Cripple You too, hobble over here with your crutch;. Death will now snatch you away.(1) You have been wholly unworthy to the world. Come to my dance here, you too. |
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Der Krüppel: |
The Cripple. A poor cripple here on Earth. Not worthy of being anybody's friend. But Death will be his friend, he takes him away [along] with the rich. |
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Death heartlessly mocks the cripple by imitating his primitive prosthetic leg. Has it been like that since the mural was created around 1440? Or is it a newer element from a later renovation?
That's hard to answer because if we look at the same scene in Kleinbasel, it's impossible to see if the cripple has lost a leg — because the painting is interrupted here by a doorway at the end of the western wall. It's also impossible to tell whether Death has "dropped a leg" owing to the deteriorated condition of the mural.
The dialogue is reminiscent of Heidelberg's block book and other versions of the Upper German dance of death.
| English translation from Beck, 1852 | |
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| Death to the Cripple. | The Cripple's reply. |
Limp this way now with thy old crutch, |
A poor and lame man here on earth |
| Translation from Hess, 1841 | |
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Death to the Cripple. |
Answer of the Cripple. |
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Footnotes: (1)