"Ho—ho"—thought he—"ye rogues beware,
Nor you nor I forget—
For by my father's beard I swear
Your blood shall wash the blot I bear,
And Ulrick pay you yet!"
Soon came the hour! with steeds and men
The battle-field was gay;
Steel closed in steel at Duffingen—
And joyous was our stripling then,
And joyous the hurra!