Once for the sceptre of Germany,
fought with Bavarian Louis
Frederick, of Hapsburg descent,
both being called to the throne.
But the envious fortune of war delivered
the Austrian
Into the hands of the foe,
who overcame him in fight.
With the throne he purchased his
freedom, pledging his honor
For the victor to draw gainst
his own people his sword;
But what he vowed when in chains,
when free he could not accomplish,
So, of his own free accord,
put on his fetters again.
Deeply moved, his foe embraced him,-and
from thenceforward
As a friend with a friend,
pledged they the cup at the feast;
Arm-in-arm, the princes on one couch
slumbered together.
While a still bloodier hate
severed the nations apart.
Gainst the army of Frederick
Louis now went, and behind him
Left the foe he had fought,
over Bavaria to watch.
Ay, it is true! Tis
really true! I have it in writing!
Thus did the Pontifex cry,
when he first heard of the news.
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