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The lyric was found in his pocket-book. He was buried by the roadside near an oak tree, and a monument marks the resting-place of this brave patriot, who was only twenty-two when he was killed. I give the first verse of the " Sword Song" in the original, and some extracts from a most spirited translation by Miss Elizabeth Craigmyle—the very best that has ever been done, though there are numbers extant:
" Du Schwert an memer Linken, "Was soil dem heitres Blinken? Bm freien Marines Wehr, Das freut dem Schwerte sehr."
" Sword at my left side gleaming, Why are thy glances beaming Upon me, shyly-sweet, With joy thine eyes I greet!
" My heart for joy is leaping, Within a brave knight's keeping ; How should my glance be staid ? I am a free man's blade !
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" Now leave that sheath unsightly, Thou joy to all the knightly, Flash out, my sword, flash free ' I lead thee forth with me "
There are sixteen verses, all of surprising power and stirring rhythm. The music, which was
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