< The Works of J. W. von Goethe < Volume 9
ROLLICKING HANS.
Hallo there! A glass!
Ha! the draught's truly sweet!
If for drink go on my shoes,
I shall still have my feet.
A maiden and wine,
With sweet music and song,—
I would they were mine,
All life's journey along!
If I depart from this sad sphere,
And leave a will behind me here,
A suit at law will be preferred,
But as for thanks,—the deuce a word!
So ere I die, I squander all,
And that's a proper will I call.
HIS COMRADE.
Hallo there! A glass!
Ha! the draught's truly sweet!
If thou keepest thy shoes,
Thou wilt then spare thy feet.
A maiden and wine,
With sweet music and song,
On payment, are thine,
All life's journey along!
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