Category Archives: George Herwegh


George Herwegh: “The Midnight Walk”

Excerpt, “The Poetry of Germany, Consisting from Upwards of Seventy of the Most Celebrated Poets.”  Translated into English Verse by Alfred Baskerville.  1853.

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George Herwegh: “The Song of the Hussar”

Excerpt, “The Poetry of Germany, Consisting from Upwards of Seventy of the Most Celebrated Poets.”  Translated into English Verse by Alfred Baskerville.  1853.

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The Song of the Hussars

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With courage swells my heart and breast,

I wield my steel on high,

And were a plume my helmet’s crest,

A general were I.

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The trumpet’s thrilling blasts begin,

At early dawn to greet,

The drummer beats his ass’s skin,

The asses we will beat.

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The musket flashes at our side,

Death flashes in our hand;

Now here, now there, we swiftly ride,

’Tis for our fatherland.

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What though perhaps many a lovely child,

Should weep in endless woe,

Hussars rush like the tempest wild,

And dash among the foe.

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There in the guard-house what a life,

So merry and so free!

So gaily in the bloody strife,

The moments swiftly flee!

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The heavens ope, a casket like,

With jewels rare therein;

Hussars its gates with sabres strike,

A voice replies, “Come in!”

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