THE MESSAGE(From Heine)Up, dear laddie, saddle quick,And spring upon the leather!Away post haste o'er fell and wasteWith whip and spur together!And when you win to Duncan's kinDraw one of them asideAnd shortly say, "Which daughter mayWe welcome as the bride?"And if he says, "It is the dark,"Then quickly bring the mare,But if he says, "It is the blonde,"Then you have time to spare;But buy from off the saddler manThe stoutest cord you see,Ride at your ease and say no word,But bring it back to me.
(From Heine)
Up, dear laddie, saddle quick,And spring upon the leather!Away post haste o'er fell and wasteWith whip and spur together!And when you win to Duncan's kinDraw one of them asideAnd shortly say, "Which daughter mayWe welcome as the bride?"And if he says, "It is the dark,"Then quickly bring the mare,But if he says, "It is the blonde,"Then you have time to spare;But buy from off the saddler manThe stoutest cord you see,Ride at your ease and say no word,But bring it back to me.