O Englisch engel maiden! O schveet betaubend dofe! O Rheinwein und cigarren! O luncheon, mixed mit lofe! O Drachenfels und Nonnenwerth! O Liebeslust und pein! Dus ents de second chapterlet Of Breitmann on der Rhein. AM RHEIN. - No. III. NONNENWERTH. (Alt Deutsch.) HE shtood peside de Kloster-place, Oopon de Rheinisch shore, Und dere he saw a lofely face, He'd seen in treams pefore. "Feinslieb, und will'st dou go mit me? Feinsllieb, make no delay; For rocks ish shdeep und vales ish teep, Und dings ish in de way." "Und oh! how can I go mit dir, Or flyen out of land? Der bischof holts me py de law, Der Rheingraf by der hand. "Liebsherz, if dou could'st landwarts gehn, I'd follow willingly; Boot we are leafs, und shdrong's de shdem Vitch pinds oos to de dree." "Der briest who helt dee py de law Ish now a broken man; Der Rheingraf who vouldt marry dee Ish in der Kaisar's ban. "Und if de Kloster-beoples here Vill shdop your goin to town, Bei Gott! I'll burn von half of dem, De oder half I'll trown! "Denn linger not to back dy drunk, Boot led our lofe hafe vings; Dere's milliners in fair Cologne, Vill make you avery dings." She toorn her eyes im mondenschein, She schmile so heafenly; "Dear lofe, so shendle und so goot! I'll cut away mit dee. "Und do not killl de Kloster-volk, 'Tvouldt only bring tiscrace! Dough if I had de abbess here, Lort! how I'd slap her vace!" De moonlighdt blayed oopon de drees, It shined oopon de blain, Two forms rode in de mitnight woods, Und nefer coomed again. MUNICH. GAMBRINUS. "Vot ish Art? Id ish somedings to drink, objectively foregebrought in de Beaudiful. Doubtest dou? - denn read, ash I hafe read, de Dyonisiacs of Nonnus, and learn dat de oopboorstin of infinite worlds into edernal Light und mad goldnen Lofeliness - yea of dein own soul - is typifide only py de CUP. Vot! - shdill skebdigal? Tell me denn, O dou of liddle fait, vere on eart ish de kunst obtain ids highest form if not in a BIERSTADT?[65] Ha! ha! I poke you dere!" - Caupo Recauponatus, MS. by Fritz Swackenhammer, olim candidatus theologiae at Tubingen, shoost now lagerbierwirth in St. Louis. (Dec. 1869.) "Cerevisia bibunt homines Animalia ceterae fontes." In a field of goldnen parley Goot King Gambrinus shlept, Und treamin' pout de dursty volk, Dey say he gried und vept. "In all mine land of Nederland, Dere crows no mead or wein, Und wasser I couldt nefer get Indo dis troat of mein. "Now hear me on, ye headen gotts! Und all de Christian too; Der Bacchus und der Shoopider, Und Marie tressed in plue! Und mighdy Thor, der donner gott, Und any else dat be! Der von as helps me in dis Noth, His serfant I will pe."