William Edmondstoune Aytoun

“ Bursch! if foaming beer content ye, Come and drink your fill; In our cellars there is plenty: Himmel! how you swill! That the liquor hath allurance, Well I understand; But 'tis really past endurance, When you squeeze my hand! ”

“ You'll alarm the house; Yesterday the Jungfrau Fritchen Married baker Kraus!"
Like a fiery comet bristling, Rose the young man's hair, And, poor soul! he fell a-whistling Out of sheer despair. Down the gloomy street in silence, Savage-calm he goes; But he did no deed of vi'lence -- Only blew his nose.
Then he hired an airy garret Near her dwelling-place; Grew a beard of fiercest carrot, Never washed his face; Sate all day beside the casement, Sate a dreary man; Found in smoking such an easement As the wretched can; (Page 73)
Stared for hours and hours together, Stared yet more and more ”