Jeppe—It is too bad that you weren't hanged, Jakob; but weren't you along in that action which took place on the plain—well, you know where—
Jakob—Ah! where haven't I been along?
Jeppe—I'll never forget the first volley the Swedes fired. I believe there fell three thousand if not four thousand men at one time. (Hic.) Dasz ging fordyvelet zu, Jakob. Du kandst wohl das ihukommen; ich kann nich negten dat ik jo bange var in dat slag.
Jakob—Yes, yes, death is pretty hard to meet; a fellow is so pious when he meets the enemy.
Jeppe—Yes, quite true; I don't know how it was, but I lay and read the whole night before the action in David's "Psalter."
Jakob—I wonder that you who have been a soldier will let your wife tyrannize over you the way she does.
Jeppe—I! If I only had her here! Then you would see how I should pound her! One more glass, Jakob! I have eight pence left yet! (Aside) When I have drunk them up, I shall drink on credit. Give me a mug of beer on that.
In Leipsig was a man,
In Leipsig was a man,
In Leipsig was a good for nix,
In Leipsig was a good for nix,
The man he took himself a wife, etc.,
In Leipsig was a man.
Jakob—Your health, Jeppe!
Jeppe—Hey! He—y! He—Here's to you and to me and to all good friends! He—Hey!