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.
A Burgher.
No! this new burgomaster don’t please me,
Now that he’s made, his pride mounts high and higher;
And for the town, say, what does he?
Are we not deep and deeper in the mire?
In strictness day by day he waxes,
And more than ever lays on taxes.
A Beggar. [singing]
Ye gentle sirs, and ladies fair,
With clothes so fine, and cheeks so red,
