>>50251041
'Tis as thou say'st, an apple she is of one's eyes; a nugget of purest green to be cherish'd and spared the great labours of common life, t' be held high up in one's fathom, far above the villainous muck below, aye, such that she may ne'er as much as ken such toils. Hearken ye n' wot, t'wards what thine ardor ought to be direct'd; to whom thy kindled heart doth in folly e'rmore belong...

I think murdering all jews would fix entire problem