picture of the last supper

picture of the last supper
　Now the Princess happened to walk that way; and when she heard the tune, she stood quite still, and seemed pleased; for she could play "Lieber Augustine"; it was the only piece she knew; and she played it with one finger.
　　"Why there is my piece," said the Princess. "That swineherd must certainly have been well educated! Go in and ask him the price of the instrument."
　　So one of the court-ladies must run in; however, she drew on wooden slippers first.
　　"What will you take for the kitchen-pot?" said the lady.
　　"I will have ten kisses from the Princess," said the swineherd.
　　"Yes, indeed!" said the lady.
　　"I cannot sell it for less," rejoined the swineherd.
　　"He is an impudent fellow!" said the Princess, and she walked on; but when she had gone a little way, the bells tinkled so prettily
　　"Ach! du lieber Augustin,
　　Alles ist weg, weg, weg!"
　　"Stay," said the Princess. "Ask him if he will have ten kisses from the ladies of my court."
　　"No, thank you!" said the swineherd. "Ten kisses from the Princess, or I keep the kitchen-pot myself."