Ott Heinrich said, 'Well, and no wonder,-- Rem blem! what remains to be seen! We'll paddle for Cyprus out yonder, And make a small raise on the Queen.' But just as the galley was dancing By Cyprus, in beautiful night, A storm o'er the billows came prancing, With thunder and flashes of light. In a ghastly wild glare, by the landing, A black ship came rushing along; There a ghost in his shirt-sleeves was standing, And howling a horrible song. CHORUS. 'Away--along! Away--along! With trembling, your jaws on the stretch. Away--along! I sing the song Of Enderle von Ketsch!' SOLO. The thunder grew calmer and wiser, Like oil lay the water below; But oh, the old brave Mückenhäuser The Chancellor felt sorrow and woe. The Pfalzgrave stood up by the rudder, And gazed on the billowy foam; 'Rem blem! all my soul's in a shudder, Oh, Cyprus--I travel for home! 'God spare me such terrible menace-- I'm wiser through trial and pain; Back, back on our course to old Venice-- I'll ne'er borrow money again. 'And he who 'mid heathens at table His cash to the devil has slammed, Let him hook it in peace while he's able,-- It sounds like all hell and be damned!'[6] ************ [Footnote 6: Der verzieh' sich geräuschlos bei Zeiten, Es klingt doch höllenverdammt.] ************ RODENSTEIN. THE RODENSTEIN BALLADS. THE THREE VILLAGES. I. Wer reit't mit zwanzig Knappen ein Zu Heidelberg im Hirschen? Das ist der Herr von Rodenstein, Auf Rheinwein will er pirschen. Who is it rides with twenty spears, Straight to the Stag Inn going? Von Rodenstein and cavaliers, To set the Rhine wine flowing. Hurrah! the tap! Give wine to me, The best of all your tillage! A whole year long we'll merry, merry be, Although it cost a village. I've Pfaffenbeerfurt, o' my soul! And Reichelsheim so loyal. The trumps and psaltery played to wine, Although no drums were beating; For six months sat the Rodenstein, To Rhine wine measures treating. And when six months in frolic fled He for the reckoning halloed, And 'Now the fun is o'er,' he said, 'For Reichelsheim is swallowed! Reichelsheim's gone! Gone with a race! Reichelsheim loyal, the schnaps-making place, Old Reichelsheim is swallowed!