Goethe - Anecdote (Translated)

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe was in illustrious company. A young man approached and challenged him: 'Sir, you are the Fatherland's greatest poet but I am convinced that you will not be able to construct a rhyming poem out of the following two words: Doorbell and Maidenbosom.' Goethe retreated to a desk for a few minutes and then returned with a new poem. The doorbell mounted to the wall the bosom, neither big nor small the hand soon feels at a light touch from deep inside, both things as such, an inner stirring of the bell and on the bosom, just as well. One knows outside there stands in wait an eager fellow, at the gate.