HALLO there! A glass! <br /> <br />Ha! the draught's truly sweet! <br />If for drink go my shoes, <br /> <br />I shall still have my feet. <br /> <br />A maiden and wine, <br /> <br />With sweet music and song,-- <br />I would they were mine, <br /> <br />All life's journey along! <br /> <br />If I depart from this sad sphere, <br />And leave a will behind me here, <br />A suit at law will be preferr'd, <br />But as for thanks,--the deuce a word! <br />So ere I die, I squander all, <br />And that a proper will I call. <br /> <br />HIS COMRADE. <br /> <br />Hallo there! A glass! <br /> <br />Ha! the draught's truly sweet <br />If thou keepest thy shoes, <br /> <br />Thou wilt then spare thy feet. <br /> <br />A maiden and wine, <br /> <br />With sweet music and song, <br />On pavement, are thine, <br /> <br />All life's journey along! <br />----- <br />THE FREEBOOTER, <br /> <br />No door has my house, <br /> <br />No house has my door; <br />And in and out ever <br /> <br />I carry my store. <br /> <br />No grate has my kitchen, <br /> <br />No kitchen my grate; <br />Yet roasts it and boils it <br /> <br />Both early and late. <br /> <br />My bed has no trestles, <br /> <br />My trestles no bed; <br />Yet merrier moments <br /> <br />No mortal e'er led. <br /> <br />My cellar is lofty, <br /> <br />My barn is full deep, <br />From top to the bottom,-- <br /> <br />There lie I and sleep. <br /> <br />And soon as I waken, <br /> <br />All moves on its race; <br />My place has no fixture, <br /> <br />My fixture no place.<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rollicking-hans/
