Then made answer the landlord, with thoughts judicious
and manly:
“Often the Rhine’s broad stream have I
with astonishment greeted,
As I have neared it again, after travelling abroad
upon business.
Always majestic it seemed, and my mind and spirit
exalted.
But I could never imagine its beautiful banks would
so shortly
Be to a rampart transformed, to keep from our borders
the Frenchman,
And its wide-spreading bed be a moat all passage to
hinder.
See! thus nature protects, the stout-hearted Germans
protect us,
And thus protects us the Lord, who then will he weakly
despondent?
Weary already the combatants, all indications are
peaceful.
Would it might be that when that festival, ardently
longed for,
Shall in our church be observed, when the sacred Te
Deum is rising,
Swelled by the pealing of organ and bells, and the
blaring of trumpets,—
Would it might be that that day should behold my Hermann,
sir pastor,
Standing, his choice now made, with his bride before
thee at the altar,
Making that festal day, that through every land shall
be honored,
My anniversary, too, henceforth of domestic rejoicing!
But I observe with regret, that the youth so efficient
and active
Ever in household affairs, when abroad is timid and
backward.
Little enjoyment he finds in going about among others;
Nay, he will even avoid young ladies’ society
wholly;
Shuns the enlivening dance which all young persons
delight in.”
Thus he spoke and listened; for now was heard in the
distance
Clattering of horses’ hoofs drawing near, and
the roll of the wagon,
Which, with furious haste, came thundering under the
gateway.
TERPSICHORE
HERMANN
Now when of comely mien the son came into the chamber,
Turned with a searching look the eyes of the preacher
upon him,
And, with the gaze of the student, who easily fathoms
expression,
Scrutinized well his face and form and his general
bearing.
Then with a smile he spoke, and said in words of affection:
“Truly a different being thou comest! I
never have seen thee
Cheerful as now, nor ever beheld I thy glances so
beaming.
Joyous thou comest, and happy: ’tis plain
that among the poor people
Thou hast been sharing thy gifts, and receiving their
blessings upon thee.”
Quietly then, and with serious words, the son made
him answer:
“If I have acted as ye will commend, I know
not; but I followed
That which my heart bade me do, as I shall exactly
relate you.
Thou wert, mother, so long in rummaging ’mong
thy old pieces,
Picking and choosing, that not until late was thy
bundle together;
Then too the wine and the beer took care and time
in the packing.
When I came forth through the gateway at last, and
out on the high-road,
Backward the crowd of citizens streamed with women
and children,