Is thy bristly beard as bristly
As it was a year ago?
Hohli-ohli-ohli-ho!
Hohli-ohli-ohli-ho! Hohli-oh!
The yodling refrain this time was arch, gay—full of mocking laughter and mirth. Then the responsive singing continued:
Hänsel: Tell me, Ilka on the hill-top,
While the crimson glaciers glow,
Are thine eyes as blue and beaming
As they were a year ago?
Both: Hohli-ohli, etc.