Fortune's Knight

If Fortune grows demure,

I leave her in peace,

and sing loudly and drink deeply;

and Fortune gains courage again

and sits beside me.

But I pay no attention to her:

"Hey! another drink here!"

I call and turn my back to her.

I toast this girl and that -

this vexes her very much.

And soon she moves gently up to me:

"Have you any more?"

"As you see, almost three tankards

and foaming thick beer!

it won't be too much for me."

Then she smiles at me:

"You are quite a chap!"

She calls the barkeep, orders wine,

drinks to me and gives me

a genuine red and white.

She pays for the wine and beer,

and I, feeling great,

lead her upon my arm

from the house, like a cavalier,

and everyone doffs his hat.