One of his last poems that is seldom ever published is the poem he wrote to Lukas.
Watch out for the Germans' deadly tandem of strikers: Lukas Podolski and Miroslav Klose.
At sundown on October 19th, Lukas Meyer left his bivouac with about 3,500 men and seven guns.
I have drawn with the metal-point the portrait of Master Lukas van Leyden.
Going a few miles further, I took charge of the telegraph office in Lukas Meyer's laager.
“You see, Lukas, what happens to a man who has wasted his property,” his wife said.
Poor Father Lukas in the monastery must hide his head before this master.
On the way to the chapel, Lukas came to a crossroads where he met an old woman.
Lukas went to the wife of a laborer who lived nearby and asked her to be godmother.
So Lukas related to his wife all that had happened at the christening.