As reward home with thee taking.

Anyhow, no one cares for thee.

For, at best, a peasant sayeth,

Devil take this Meysenhartus!

But they're others who write volumes

Proving thou hast no existence;

That to lose one's way at night-time

Comes from fogs and drunken frolics.

Oh the spirit-shares stand badly!

On the highway I would rather