The Heidenmauer: Or, The Benedictines. A Legend of the Rhine, Volume 1Carey & Lea, 1832 - American literature |
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... Thou art behind thy time , Gottlob , " said the young forester , as the boor approached , " and the good hermit will not give us better welcome for keeping him from prayer . What has become of thy herd ? " " That may the holy man of the ...
... Thou art behind thy time , Gottlob , " said the young forester , as the boor approached , " and the good hermit will not give us better welcome for keeping him from prayer . What has become of thy herd ? " " That may the holy man of the ...
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... Thou art lucky to have gotten the beasts to- gether , with so little trouble , Gottlob , " resumed the forester , as they followed in the train of the herd . " Say dexterous , Master Berchthold , and do not fear to make me vain ...
... Thou art lucky to have gotten the beasts to- gether , with so little trouble , Gottlob , " resumed the forester , as they followed in the train of the herd . " Say dexterous , Master Berchthold , and do not fear to make me vain ...
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... art . The path of the forester led from the valley up the mountain , by a gradual and lateral ascent to a huge gate ... thou to a hare THE HEIDENMAUER . 33.
... art . The path of the forester led from the valley up the mountain , by a gradual and lateral ascent to a huge gate ... thou to a hare THE HEIDENMAUER . 33.
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... thou didst not knock twice for admission at that door ! " " I am not much ... Art quite sure ' twas not the dew ? We have heavy falls of that moisture in ... thou make of the rock and the star ? " " I could change the nature of neither ...
... thou didst not knock twice for admission at that door ! " " I am not much ... Art quite sure ' twas not the dew ? We have heavy falls of that moisture in ... thou make of the rock and the star ? " " I could change the nature of neither ...
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... thou wert of holy life and constant prayer , venerable hermit , " he said ... hast not even the tonsure , " he continued , while his uneasy eye rolled from that of ... art timely present , reverend monk , to repair the wrong . " " Let the ...
... thou wert of holy life and constant prayer , venerable hermit , " he said ... hast not even the tonsure , " he continued , while his uneasy eye rolled from that of ... art timely present , reverend monk , to repair the wrong . " " Let the ...
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Page 222 - By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard, Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers, Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
Page 66 - I'll never Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand, As if a man were author of himself And knew no other kin.
Page 141 - And the gray habit lying by to shroud Her beauty and grace. When on her knees she fell, Entering the solemn place of consecration, And from the latticed gallery came a chant Of psalms, most saint-like, most angelical, Verse after verse sung out how holily, The strain returning, and still, still returning, Methought it acted like a spell upon her, And she was casting off her earthly dross ; Yet was it sad as sweet, and, ere it closed, Came like a dirge. When her fair head was shorn, And the long tresses...