The Rhine: The Most Interesting Legends, Traditions Histories, from Cologne to Mainz, Հատորներ 1-2C. Jugel, 1840 |
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Արդյունքներ 63–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 44
... thou ? " The poor lad told her all , sobbing the while as though his heart would break . " Be of good cheer , my child , " said the kindly Mother ; 66 be comforted ; it shall not be . " The image of the infant Jesus , which sat on her ...
... thou ? " The poor lad told her all , sobbing the while as though his heart would break . " Be of good cheer , my child , " said the kindly Mother ; 66 be comforted ; it shall not be . " The image of the infant Jesus , which sat on her ...
Էջ 104
... thou judge the unrighteous author of this great wrong ? I care not for myself I ask not for punishment on him on mine own account -- but for her , the pride , the hope , the joy of my heart ; the fond , the fair , the gentle , and the ...
... thou judge the unrighteous author of this great wrong ? I care not for myself I ask not for punishment on him on mine own account -- but for her , the pride , the hope , the joy of my heart ; the fond , the fair , the gentle , and the ...
Էջ 109
... thou this maiden ? " The sullen culprit , for such he was deemed , made no answer to the interrogatory . 66 " " " You are accused , before this holy tribunal , ' pursued the speaker , of having violated her person . You are accused of ...
... thou this maiden ? " The sullen culprit , for such he was deemed , made no answer to the interrogatory . 66 " " " You are accused , before this holy tribunal , ' pursued the speaker , of having violated her person . You are accused of ...
Էջ 124
... , my good Bertha ! Confess , then , that thou art deceived ! " 66 The world is worth naught to me , now , " replied the aged woman : your fair fame out- 66 weighs all that exists on earth , or in my 124 THE HOCH KREUZ .
... , my good Bertha ! Confess , then , that thou art deceived ! " 66 The world is worth naught to me , now , " replied the aged woman : your fair fame out- 66 weighs all that exists on earth , or in my 124 THE HOCH KREUZ .
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abbot abode aged ancient Andernach Archbishop of Cologne Archbishop of Mentz arms Austrasia baron barque beautiful beloved Bonn Boppart Braubach bride brother burghers castle chamber Charlemagne child church Clodio Coblentz Cologne Conrad Count court cried daughter death deep duke of Bavaria emperor empire exclaimed eyes Ezzo fair fate father fear fell followed Genofeva gentle Gerbert German German empire Germanicus Guntram hand hapless happy head heart heaven Henry holy honour knight ladye legend lived looked lord Lothaire lover Lurley maiden Mentz monarch morning mother mountain never noble once palace peace period pfalzgraf pious prelate priest prince prince palatine proceeded replied Rhine river Roman Rüdesheim seemed Segest shores sire soon sorrow soul sovereign spake spirit spot steed stood Templars thee thou thought tower Treves Ubii voice wild Williswind words young youth
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Էջ 285 - The poor folk flocked from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more, Bishop Hatto, he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all. " I' faith 'tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he, " And the country is greatly obliged to me, For ridding it in these times 'forlorn Of rats that only consume the corn.
Էջ 286 - Another came running presently, And he was pale as pale could be, " Fly ! my Lord Bishop, fly," quoth he, " Ten thousand Rats are coming this way, . . . The Lord forgive you for yesterday !" " I'll go to my tower on the Rhine...
Էջ 286 - He listen'd and look'd, — it was only the cat, But the bishop he grew more fearful for that, For she sat screaming, mad with fear At the army of rats that were drawing near. For they have...
Էջ 285 - THE summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet : 'Twas a piteous sight to see, all around, The grain lie rotting on the ground.
Էջ 467 - Tis with the thankful glance of parting praise; More mighty spots may rise, more glaring shine, But none unite in one attaching maze The brilliant, fair, and soft, — the glories of old days...
Էջ 467 - Rhine! How long delighted The stranger fain would linger on his way! Thine is a scene alike where souls united Or lonely Contemplation thus might stray; And could the ceaseless vultures cease to prey On self-condemning bosoms, it were here, Where Nature, nor too sombre nor too gay, Wild but not rude, awful yet not austere, Is to the mellow Earth as Autumn to the year.
Էջ 468 - The negligently grand, the fruitful bloom Of coming ripeness, the white city's sheen, The rolling stream, the precipice's gloom, The forest's growth, and Gothic walls between, The wild rocks shaped as they had turrets been...
Էջ 467 - Adieu to thee, fair Rhine ! How long delighted The stranger fain would linger on his way ! Thine is a scene alike where souls united Or lonely Contemplation thus might stray; And could the ceaseless vultures cease to prey On...
Էջ 287 - And in at the windows and in at the door, And through the walls by thousands they pour, And down from the ceiling and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the bishop they go. They have whetted their teeth against the stones, And now they pick the bishop's bones, They gnaw'd the flesh from every limb, For they were sent to do judgment on him.
Էջ 103 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.