1. Wilhelm Busch
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“Max and Maurice”: Trick First

Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

TO most people who have leisure
Raising poultry gives great pleasure;
First, because the eggs they lay us
For the care we take repay us;
Secondly, that now and then
We can dine on roasted hen;
Thirdly,...

Poet: Wilhelm Busch
“Max and Maurice”: Trick Second

Translated by Charles Timothy Brooks

WHEN the worthy Widow Tibbets
(Whom the cut below exhibits)
Had recovered, on the morrow,
From the dreadful shock of sorrow,
She (as soon as grief would let her
Think) began to think ’t were better
Just...

Poet: Wilhelm Busch
“Max and Maurice”: Trick Third

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...

Poet: Wilhelm Busch
“Max and Maurice”: Last Trick

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...

Poet: Wilhelm Busch