• Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

    THROUGH the town and country round
    Was one Mr. Buck renowned.
    Sunday coats, and week-day sack-coats,
    Bob-tails, swallow-tails, and frock coats,
    Gaiters, breeches, hunting-jackets;
    Waistcoats, with commodious pockets,—
    And other things, too long to mention,
    Claimed Mr. Tailor Buck’s attention....

  • Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

    MAX and Maurice! I grow sick,
    When I think on your last trick.
    Why must these two scalawags
    Cut those gashes in the bags?
    See! the farmer on his back
    Carries corn off in a sack.
    Scarce has he begun to travel,
    When the corn runs out like gravel.
    All at once he stops and cries:
    “...