Heinz Von Stein

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Title:     Heinz Von Stein
Author: Joseph Victor Scheffel [More Titles by Scheffel]

Outrode from his wild dark castle
The terrible Heinz von Stein:
He came to the door of a tavern,
And gazed at the swinging sign.

He sat himself down at a table,
And growled for a bottle of wine;
Up came, with a flask and a corkscrew,
A maiden of beauty divine.

Then, seized with a deep love-longing,
He uttered, 'Oh, damosell mine,
Suppose you just give a few kisses
To the valorous Ritter von Stein.'

But she answered, 'The kissing business
Is entirely out of my line;
And I certainly will not begin it
On a countenance ugly as thine.'

Oh, then the bold knight was angry.
And curséd both coarse and fine;
And asked, 'How much is the swindle
For your sour and nasty wine?

And fiercely he rode to the castle,
And sat himself down to dine;
And this is the dreadful legend
Of the terrible Heinz von Stein.

[The end]
Joseph Victor Scheffel's poem: Heinz Von Stein

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