Loud laughed the Rodensteiner-- 'Go in!--that will not hurt. It's airier and finer To sit and drink in shirt! 'And till you pawn the swallow Wherewith I drink my wine I'll vex full many a fellow In taverns on the Rhine.' THE PAGE. Der Herr vom Rodensteine Sprach fiebrig und schabab: 'Ungern duld' ich alleine Wo steckt mein treuer Knapp? The Herr vom Rodensteine Said, sick, in fever-rage, 'A lone in pain I pine--oh! Where is my faithful page? 'I feel in head and belly All pains that man annoy; This time 'ts the neck, I tell ye; Where is my jolly boy?' Four of his men went riding-- Went riding at his beck: They found the truant biding By beer in Bremeneck. He drank and spoke with sorrow: 'Brave Rodenstein--ah me! Dark night and darker morrow! I cannot come to thee. 'If you have had your stitches, I, too, have grief, d'ye know? They've got my coat and breeches, And will not let me go! The riders told, heart-breaking, What they had witnessed there; Their lord said, fever-shaking, 'Oh boy--that was not fair! 'And wilt thou leave me sweating In need and pain away? So shall thou stay there sitting Until the Judgment Day!' He spoke and died in fever-- His last sad word struck sore; The page none can deliver-- He stays there evermore. Of nights, like storm-winds howling, You hear the knight in rage; The Rodenstein loud growling, Who asks, 'Where is my page? THE WILD ARMY. Das war der Herr von Rodenstein, Der sprach: 'Das Gott mir helf, Giebt's nirgend mehr'n Tropfen Wein Des Nachts um halber Zwölf? 'Raus da! 'Raus aus dam Haus da! Herr Wirth, das Gott mir helf, Giebt's nirgend 'nen Tropfen Wein Des Nachts um halber Zwölf?' It was the Herr von Rodenstein Who cried, 'By God in Heaven, Why can't I find a drop of wine By night at half-past 'leven? Rouse there! rouse out of the house, there! Come, landlord! help me, Heaven! Great God, is there no wine about By night at half-past 'leven?' He went road-up, road-down apace-- No landlord made it right; Death-thirsty and with fading face He sighed into the night: 'Rouse out! rouse out of the house there! Hey, landlord! help me, Heaven! Can no one get a drop of wine By night at half-past 'leven?'