Great Master and King,
Rehburg has but little,
Yet he loves you truly,
See, we the servants
Here before you appear
Without deceit and pretense.
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Our bailiff, Lueder,
without guile and honest
Spoke the word like Pitt.
Of his spirit's wings,
Of his stomach's hills,
Missing Goddam! Perhaps from many lords.
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Then comes the Assessor
with the bayonette
and the big hat.
Even the East Frisian
making a fuss, enjoyed
the German feelings and German courage. |
Now comes our doctor,
Never silent, he never falters,
Where dangers threatens.
He's the savior of the sick.
Avoids not wind nor weather
And his look along brings consolation.
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Our honorable pastor,
smoking his small pipe of hemp,
is in the grip of the Muses.
Has a heap of children,
Books in no small measure,
But sadly little gold.
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Our mayor,
Heinrich Wahlmann he's called,
Also stands his ground
Even the deputies,
Who often push him
Marvel at him in awe.
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Noble Senators,
Chosen for the city's salvation,
Quietly closed the procession.
Even in the small circle
They serve and wisely
Sound their advice and moral counsel.
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Look, George, we all:
Wahlmann, Suer and Dralle,
Lueder, Lauenstein,
Schoenian, Pottere
Pray you allow us to scream out a cheer!
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History, Scherenschnitte |
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William Pitt , first Earl of Chatham, was known for speaking plainly and honestly