Versos English Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Brander

English poem

Brander

by (1749–1832)

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What foreign is one always can't decline, What's good is often scatter'd far apart. The French your genuine German hates with all his heart, Yet has a relish for their wine.

SIEBEL.

(as MEPHISTOPHELES approaches him)

I like not acid wine, I must allow, Give me a glass of genuine sweet!

MEPHISTOPHELES (bored)

Tokay Shall, if you wish it, flow without delay.