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 Which makes the Deutscher, like a rock, stand through the thickest fight? Or call we it a precious stone, a very gem of drink, A jewel bright in dusky case when glasses gaily clink?

Come, work it out by algebra, you all-accomplished man. Or rhyme it out in goodly verse, if rhyme it out you can. Or play it in a symphony of solemn swelling sound, Or in the dozen tongues you speak the mystery expound, We will not quarrel with the name, whatever first it meant,