• From “The English Struwwelpeter”
    HERE is cruel Frederick, see!
    A horrid wicked boy was he;
    He caught the flies, poor little things,
    And then tore off their tiny wings.

    He killed the birds, and broke the chairs,
    And threw the kitten down the stairs;
    And Oh! far worse than all beside,
    He whipped his Mary, till she cried.

    ...

  •         DEAREST love, do you remember
              When we last did meet,
            How you told me that you loved me
              Kneeling at my feet?
            Oh, how proud you stood before me
              In your suit of blue,
            When you vowed to me and country
              Ever to be true.

    Chorus.—Weeping, sad and lonely,...