At Wasserhof best cheer is to be found.
A Second.
But then the road is not agreeable.
The Others.
And what dost thou?
A Third.
I go where others go.
A Fourth.
Let’s go to Burgdorf; there you’ll find, I know,
The best of beer, and maidens to your mind,
And roaring frolics too, if that’s your kind.
A Fifth.
Thou over-wanton losel, thou!
Dost itch again for some new row?
I loathe the place; and who goes thither,
He and I don’t go together.
A Servant Girl.
No! no! back to the town I’d rather fare.
Another.
We’re sure to find him ’neath the poplars there.
The First.
No mighty matter that for me,
Since he will walk with none but thee,
In every dance, too, he is thine:
What have thy joys to do with mine?
The Other.
To-day he’ll not come single; sure he said
That he would bring with him the curly-head.
Student.
Blitz, how the buxom wenches do their paces!
Come, let us make acquaintance with their faces.
A stiff tobacco, and a good strong beer,
And a fine girl well-rigged, that’s the true Burschen cheer!
Burghers’ Daughters.
Look only at those spruce young fellows there!
In sooth, ’tis more than one can bear;
The best society have they, if they please,
And run after such low-bred queans as these!
Second Student. [to the first]
Not quite so fast! there comes a pair behind,
So smug and trim, so blithe and debonair;
And one is my fair neighbor, I declare;
She is a girl quite to my mind.
They pass along so proper and so shy,
And yet they’ll take us with them by and by.
First Student.
No, no! these girls with nice conceits they bore you,
Have at the open game that lies before you!
The hand that plies the busy broom on Monday,
Caressed her love the sweetest on the Sunday.
