You
monstrous
madcap, does your skin
Itch for the third time to try that inn?
Itch for the third time to try that inn?
Faust, a Tragedy by Goethe
_Others_. We're all going out to the Hunter's House.
_The First_. We're going, ourselves, out to the Mill-House, brothers.
_An Apprentice_. The Fountain-House I rather recommend.
_Second_. 'Tis not a pleasant road, my friend.
_The second group_. What will you do, then?
_A Third_. I go with the others.
_Fourth_. Come up to Burgdorf, there you're sure to find good cheer,
The handsomest of girls and best of beer,
And rows, too, of the very first water.
_Fifth_.
You monstrous madcap, does your skin
Itch for the third time to try that inn?
I've had enough for _my_ taste in that quarter.
_Servant-girl_. No! I'm going back again to town for one.
_Others_. Under those poplars we are sure to meet him.
_First Girl_. But that for me is no great fun;
For you are always sure to get him,
He never dances with any but you.
Great good to me your luck will do!
_Others_. He's not alone, I heard him say,
The curly-head would be with him to-day.
_Scholar_. Stars! how the buxom wenches stride there!
Quick, brother!