Gambrinus

Vot ish Art? Id ish somedings to drink, objectively foregebrought in de Beaudiful. Doubtest dou? denn read, ash I hafe read, de Dyonisiacs of Nonnus, and learn dat de oopboorstin of infinite worlds into edernal Light und mad goldnen Lofeliness yea of dein own soul is typifide only py de CUP. Vot! shdill skebdigal? Tell me denn, O dou of liddle fait, vere on eart ish de kunst obtain ids highest form if not in a BIERSTADT? Ha! ha! I poke you dere!     - Caupo Recauponatus, MS. by Fritz Swackenhammer, olim candidatus theologi at Tbingen, shoost now lagerbierwirth in St. Louis. (Dec. 1869.)     Cerevisia bibunt homines     Animalia ceter fontes.     In a field of goldnen parley     Goot King Gambrinus shlept,     Und treamin pout de dursty volk,     Dey say he gried und vept.     In all mine land of Nederland,     Dere crows no mead or wein,     Und wasser I couldt nefer get     Indo dis troat of mein.     Now hear me on, ye headen gotts!     Und all de Christian too;     Der Bacchus und der Shoopider,     Und Mrie tressed in plue!     Und mighdy Thor, der donner gott,     Und any else dat be!     Der von as helps me in dis Noth,     His serfant I will pe.     Und ash dis sinfull headen     All in de parley lay,     Dere coom in tream an angel     Who soft dese worts tid say:     Stay oop, dou boor Gambrinus!     For efen all aroundt     Im parley vhere dou shleepest,     Some dings goot to trink ish found.     Im parley vhere dou shleepest     Dere hides a trink so clear,     Dat men will know zukunftig     Ash porter ale or bier.     Und denn in Nederlandisch     He put de knig troo,     Und gafe him allwhile treaming     De recip to prew.     Oop rose der goot Gambrinus,     Und shook him in de sun:     Go vay, ye sinfool headen gotts!     Mit you its out und done!     Yefe left me mit mine beoples     In error und in durst,     Till in our treadful tryness,     Ve tont know vitch is wurst.     Dat vas der goot Gambrinus     Oonto his palact vent,     Und loafers troo de Nederland     To all his lordts he sent.     Leave Odin or you lose your hets!     De order vas sefere,     Yet tinged mit mildness, for he sent     De recip for bier.     O den a merry sound vas heardt     Of bildin troo de land,     Und de kirchen und de braweries     Vent oop on efery hand;     For de masons dey vere hart at vork,     Und trinkin hart at dat,     Und some hat bricks mitin de hods,     Und some mitin deir hat.     Dey prew it in de Nederland,     Dey prew it on de Rhine;     Boot in de oldt Bavarian land,     Dey make it shdrong und fein.     Und he dat trinks in Munich,     Ash all goot vellers know,     Has got somedings to dink apout,     Vherefer he may go.     II.     Hafe you heardt of Kng Gambrinus?     If you hafent id vas gueer,     For he vas de first erfinder     Und de holy saint of bier.     Und his bortrait, mit a sceptre,     Fery peaudifool to see,     Hangs on afery lager-bier house,     In de land of Germanie.     Efery vhere de whole world ofer,     Deutschers paint him on de sign,     As a broof dat dey are dealin     In de Bok und Lager line.     Crown und bier-mug, robe und ermine;     German signs of empire, dese,     Mit a long white beard a fallin     Fery nearly to his knees.     Vonce dis bier-saint, pright und early,     Rose from bett und vent his vay,     To a dark mysderious gastle,     Vhere his lager-donjon lay.     Vhile de larks first song vas ringin,     Und die roses shone in dew,     Den his soul vas shoost in order     To enshoy de early brew.     Deeply, awfooly he schwilled it,     Till de vaults seem toornin round;     Und vhile tipsy over tips he     In he falls und dere is trowned.     Yet vhile goorglin in de bier-fass,     Biously he gafe his soul:     Gott verdammich! Donnerwetter!     Himmels sacrament-a-mol!     Dere dey found der kng departed,     Not mitout his stir-up cup:     Moosh dey woonderd dat he berishet     Vhen he might hafe troonk it oop;     Or dat his long peard vitch floatet     Fool a yard on efery side,     Hadnt buoyed him from destrugdion:     Dus der beer-dead monarch died.