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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOCH! DER KAISER, by WILLIAM MONTGOMERY CLEMENS First Line: Der kaiser of dis faterland Last Line: Myself -- und gott! Alternate Author Name(s): Blake, Rodney | |||
DER Kaiser of dis Faterland Und Gott on high all dings command, Ve two -- ach! Don't you understand? Myself -- und Gott. Vile some men sing der power divine, Mine soldiers sing, "Der Wacht am Rhine," Und drink der health in Rhenish wine Of Me -- und Gott. Dere's France, she swaggers all aroundt; She's ausgespield, of no account, To much we think she don't amount; Myself -- und Gott. She vill not dare to fight again, But if she shouldt, I'll show her blain Dot Elsass und (in French) Lorraine Are mein -- by Gott! Dere's grandma dinks she's nicht small beer, Mit Boers und such she interfere; She'll learn none owns dis hemisphere But me -- und Gott! She dinks, good frau, fine ships she's got Und soldiers mit der scarlet goat. Ach! We could knock them! Pouf! Like dot, Myself -- mit Gott! In dimes of peace, brebare for wars, I bear the spear and helm of Mars, Und care not for a thousand Czars, Myself -- mit Gott! In fact, I humor efery whim, With aspect dark and visage grim; Gott pulls mit Me, and I mit him, Myself -- und Gott! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FUNERAL OF YOUTH: THRENODY by RUPERT BROOKE FORECLOSURE by STERLING ALLEN BROWN THE CITY DEAD-HOUSE by WALT WHITMAN THE BALLAD OF BITTER FRUIT by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE |
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