THE ETTALER MANNL. 269 



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The Ettaler Mannl is strong and stout, 

 His bones have a marrow of stone throughout ; 

 Cares not for wind or for tempest wild, 

 For he's indeed a true mountain child. 



The Ettaler Mannl sees far inland, 

 'Tis a fine look-out where he 's ta'en his stand ; 

 But what 's he watching, what is 't he will, 

 So earnest always, and always still ? 



I'll tell you what, — he's thinking, and heeds 



What sort of life the Bavarian leads ; 



If still, as once, he is kind and good, 



If still he 's warmed by the same brave blood, 



If still to his King he true be found, 

 That's why the old fellow looks round and round 

 And should it not be so, then — God speed ! 

 For days would follow of sorest need. 



The Ettaler Mannl in awful size, 



His gray cloak round him, doth now arise ; 



A giant then you will find is he, 



The like of whom none did ever see. 



And with his feet and his arms of stone, 

 Makes such wild havoc as ne'er was known, 

 And on throughout the whole land the same, 

 Till clean once more from disgrace and shame. 



The Ettaler Mannl still stands in peace, 

 All 's right as yet — there is nought amiss ; 

 So go on bravely, be good and true, 

 That this Man never have aught to do. 



