Which are not worth their space.
The Ertzgebirge, ye need not explore there,
If wine ye would behold;
Thüce spring but silver and the cobalt ore there,
And mischief-making gold.
Thüringia's mountains, for example, bringing,
A growth which looks like wine,
But it is not; o'er that there is no singing,
No glad eyes round it shine.
The Blocksberg is the lengthy Sir Philister,