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发表于 2016-7-10 19:57:41
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So they said, "We will have to fight a great and dangerous battle. Well begun is half done!"
Then all seven took hold of the spear, Herr Schulz in front and Veitli at the rear. Herr Schulz was always trying to hold the spear back, but at the rear Veitli had become quite brave, and wanted to break loose. He shouted:
Strike out, in every Swabian's name, Or else I wish that you be lame.
But Hans knew how to answer this, and he said:
Thunder and lightning, you're one to brag, But at dragon hunting you always lag.
Michal shouted:
Nothing is missing, not even a hair. The devil himself is the one who is there.
Then it was Jergli's turn, and he said:
If he's not the one, it is his mother, Or else it is the devil's stepbrother.
Then Marli had a good idea, and he said to Veitli:
Forward, Veitli, go first, I say. I'm behind you all the way.
Veitli, however, did not obey, and Jackli said:
Let Herr Schulz be number one, That's an honor he has won.
Then Herrr Schulz took courage, and said:
Boldly then, we go to war. Then all will know how brave we are.
Then all together they attacked the dragon. Herr Schulz crossed himself and prayed to God for assistance, but none of this helped, so, approaching the enemy, he screamed in great fear, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!"
This awakened the hare, and the frightened animal darted swiftly away. When Herr Schulz saw it thus fleeing from the battlefield, he shouted out joyfully:
Quick, Veitli, look there, The monster is a hare."
Then the band of Swabians went in search of further adventure, and they came to the Mosel, a mossy, still, deep river. There are only a few bridges over it, and in many places people have to cross it by boat. The seven Swabians did not know this, so they shouted to a man who was working on the opposite side of the river, and asked him how to get across.
Because of the distance and their language, the man did not understand what they wanted, and he asked, in the dialect of Trier, "Wat? Wat?"
Herr Schulz thought he was saying, "Wade. Wade through the water," and because he was in front, he set forth and began walking into the Mosel. Before long he sank into the mud and into the deep waves that were driving against him. However, the wind blew his hat to the opposite shore. A frog sat down beside it, and croaked, "wat, wat, wat."
The other six heard this from the other side and said, "Aha, our comrade Herr Schulz is calling us. If he can wade across, then why can't we?"
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