Hoffmann (for Mr. Traveller)--The cavalry stout doth charge amain,
And is always in when the dumpling's slain.
Hoffmann.--Still farther goes our Lumpitus yet once more around!
At Hamburgh burst a dreadful bomb,
Potz Wetter! how ran we there all and some!
And as the foe came galloping fast,
We hid in the grass till they were past.
The Krähwinkle Landsturm hath courage high,
The baggage it always standeth by.
Our Captain is a most valiant wight,
'Tis only a pity he can not fight.
They gave us a banner moreover to show,
Which way the wind did chance to blow.
Run, run, brave comrades, run left and right--
A French sentry-box stands there in sight!
This song was written originally in ridicule of the Austrian Landwehr. It has almost endless strophes, of which a few only are here given. It is very frequently used as a Round-song or roundelay, in which each person must sing a fresh verse, and when the known verses are at an end, some one extemporizes, so that every day it becomes richer in strophes. The sixth strophe is then usually sung as the conclusion.
Hoffmann.--I fill the glasses, and then let us sound a still greater Lumpitus.