Breitmann In Rome Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Dere's lighds oopon de AppianA
Dey shine de road entlangB
Und from ein hundert tombs dere brummsC
A wild Lateinisch songB
It rings from Nero's goldnen hausC
Evoe here he coomD
Fly oud ye m nads from your cravesC
Hans Breitmann's got to RomeD
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For vhile de lamp holts oud to purnA
Or von goot shpark ish dereE
Dere's hope for all of dem whose livesC
Ish doun in Lempri reE
Von real shenuine heathenA
Is coom at last to homeD
Ye shleepin gotts lift oop your hetsC
Hans Breitmann lifes in RomeD
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Silenus mit der HerculesC
Dere to der Maia's sohnA
Ish all unite in BreitmannA
To make a stunnin oneA
Frau Venus mit de BacchanalsC
Ist shmile to see him comeD
De Vesta only toorn her packB
Vhen Breitmann kit to RomeD
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He vented to de VacuumD
Vhere de Bope ish keep his bullsC
Boot couldn't vind dem dough he heardtF
Dat all de blace vas foolsC
Dere ish here and dere some ochsenA
Right manivest I seeC
Boot de bools all comes from Irish priestsC
Said Breitemann said heC
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Und goin' py de VacuumD
Und passin' troo de yardF
Mein Gott how vas he stoomple vhenA
He see der Schweitzer guardF
Mit efery kinds of colors tresstF
Like shtreamers in de vanA
Hans Wurst ist stets ein Deutscher g'westF
Das marked der BreitemannA
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Und dus replied an guartsmannA
I shoys to see you hereE
Ich bin dem Bapst sei LaibgaertnerE
Dazu a halberthierE
Dis purpur kleid of yellow plueG
Vas made ash I hafe heardF
Py von Hans Michel AngeloH
Der tailor of our guardF
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Ve're shoost von hoondert dirty strongB
Ve list for twenty yearE
De serfice ist not pad boot disC
Verdamm das R misch bierE
For ven mit birra gazzosaC
A maiden fills my glassC
She might ash vell gife gift ash sayC
'Feinslieb ich schenk dir dass '-
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Und dus rebly der BreitmannA
Un Tedesco ItalianazatoF
Ein Deutscher toorned Italian ishI
Il diavolo in carnatoF
Your clothes are like infernal flamesC
Dey burn my fery soulJ
Boot to night we'll trink togedder nunA
Lieb'landsmann lebe wohlJ
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At de Sherman artisds' festaF
Vhere all vas pright und fairE
'Tvas fairer und more prighterfullJ
Vhen Breitmann enter dereE
Und der vaiters in de GrecoH
So long he trinked und sotF
Vas called him L'UbbriaconeA
'Tvas de name der Breitmann gotF
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He saw a veller in de shtreetF
Vot sell some friction matchesC
De kind dey call InfallibleJ
For dey blazes ven you scratchesC
Dey dragged him off to brisonA
Und tied him mit a ropeK
For in Rome dere's nix InfallibleJ
Dey said excebt de BopeK
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Hans see de crate PrometheusC
In Corsini's gallery hangB
He tought apout de matchesC
Und it made his heart go bangB
It's risk to carry light apoutF
Too cheap for efery manA
How de Lucifers is fallenA
Ita dixit BreitmannA
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He got among de Bope's ZouavesC
Dey trinked from morn to nightF
Den frolicked colle belleJ
Ontil de shky crew prightF
It blease der Breitmann vonderfoolJ
And dus he often sayC
Zouaviter in modo ishI
Der real Roman wayC
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Boot oh his heart burned vild mit fireE
His eyes gefilled mit tearsC
At de gotts in efery bilder saalJ
Mit goats' legs tails und earsC
Und he sopped Ach liebes DeutschlandF
Bist here on every handF
Was machst du Mephistophel sC
So weit im W lschen LandF
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Boot de wood nymphs boorst out laughinA
Der Garten gott dere toF
Und sait Oldt Hans vile you're apoutF
Ve nefer can look blueF
Den Pan blay on his SyrinxC
To de tune of Mary BlaneA
Don't gry pecause ve're out of townA
Ve're coming pack againA
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Von day you got de yolk und vhiteF
De next day only shellsC
Von day dey holts a councilJ
Und de next day 'someding else '-
Id's bopes und kings und gotts and dingsC
Oopon dis eartly ballJ
Boot for me id's all von frolicB
Und a high oldt carnivalJ
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Rise oop dou Odin trafelerE
Und toorn dee to de NortF
Wherefrom as Bible dells deeF
Crate efil shall come fortF
Dere is mutterins in RavennaA
Und ere long dere'll come a turnA
A real hell bender from de landF
Of Dieterich von BernA
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Und ven der Breitmann's prototypeK
Der Fictoor ManuelJ
Cooms tromplin tromplin troo de fernA
To give dis coontry hellJ
Und ven in La ComarcaB
Der is shtorm all in de airE
Dy Gotts vill gife dee vork mein SohnA
Hans Breitmann shall be dereE
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For a yar will nod be oferE
Pefore de Fr ntsch will runA
Und de game at last be entedF
Und Italy pe wonA
Und denn in roarin battleJ
For hishtory so grandF
Dy banner'll lead de Uhlan spearsC
All in de FrankenlandF

Charles G. Leland



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