Rollicking Hans.

A poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Hallo there! A glass!

Ha! the draught's truly sweet!
If for drink go my shoes,

I shall still have my feet.

A maiden and wine,

With sweet music and song,
I would they were mine,

All life's journey along!

If I depart from this sad sphere,
And leave a will behind me here,
A suit at law will be preferr'd,
But as for thanks, the deuce a word!
So ere I die, I squander all,
And that a proper will I call.

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