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ANNIVERSARY SONG
[This little song describes the different members
of the party just spoken of.
]

WHY pacest thou, my neighbour fair,

The garden all alone?
If house and land thou seek'st to guard,

I'd thee as mistress own.


My brother sought the cellar-maid,

And suffered her no rest;
She gave him a refreshing draught,

A kiss, too, she impress'd.


My cousin is a prudent wight,

The cook's by him ador'd;
He turns the spit round ceaselessly,

To gain love's sweet reward.


We six together then began

A banquet to consume,
When lo! a fourth pair singing came,

And danced into the room.


Welcome were they,--and welcome too

Was a fifth jovial pair.

Brimful of news, and stored with tales

And jests both new and rare.


For riddles, spirit, raillery,

And wit, a place remain'd;
A sixth pair then our circle join'd,

And so that prize was gain'd.


And yet to make us truly blest,

One miss'd we, and full sore;
A true and tender couple came,--

We needed them no more.


The social banquet now goes on,

Unchequer'd by alloy;
The sacred double-numbers then

Let us at once enjoy!

1802.
Written by: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Book: Shattered Sighs