Here lies the body of Morten Nielsen;
To follow the footsteps of his forbears,
Who died in the water as fishermen,
He drowned himself in brandy.
I had to read the verse before the district judge the other day, and he had it written down and gave me two marks for it.
MONTANUS. The poem, though formaliter very bad, is none the less materialiter excellent. The prosody, which is the most important thing, is lacking.
JACOB. What does that mean?
MONTANUS. Certain lines have not pedes, or feet, enough to walk on.
JACOB. Feet! I would have you know that in a few days it ran over the whole countryside.
MONTANUS. I see you have a crafty head. I could wish that you had studied and understood your Philosophiam instrumentalem, so you could dispute under me. Come, let us go. [Exeunt.]
ACT V
SCENE I
(Same as in Act IV. A Lieutenant, Jesper the Bailiff.)