The Heidenmauer: Or, The Benedictines. A Legend of the Rhine, Volume 1Carey & Lea, 1832 - American literature |
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Page 28
... answer were Lord Emich himself to put the question , and say , in the manner he is wont to use to the Abbot of Lim- burg - what hath become of thy herd , Gottlob ? " " Nay , this is no trifling matter , if 28 THE HEIDENMAUER .
... answer were Lord Emich himself to put the question , and say , in the manner he is wont to use to the Abbot of Lim- burg - what hath become of thy herd , Gottlob ? " " Nay , this is no trifling matter , if 28 THE HEIDENMAUER .
Page 41
... answer ? " " I had - and the result has gone to show me , " returned the forester , musing as he spoke , like one who was obtaining glimpses of long - concealed truth , " that our fears oftentimes prevent us from seeing things as they ...
... answer ? " " I had - and the result has gone to show me , " returned the forester , musing as he spoke , like one who was obtaining glimpses of long - concealed truth , " that our fears oftentimes prevent us from seeing things as they ...
Page 68
... answered the hurried girl : - " I would I had not listened to the desire of hearing more of the holy hermit's wisdom ! " " Thou art not alone , Meta ! " " That were unbecoming , truly , in my father's 68 THE HEIDENMAUER .
... answered the hurried girl : - " I would I had not listened to the desire of hearing more of the holy hermit's wisdom ! " " Thou art not alone , Meta ! " " That were unbecoming , truly , in my father's 68 THE HEIDENMAUER .
Page 69
... answered Berchthold quickly . " I know thee well ; thou art Meta , the only child of Heinrich Frey , the Burgo- master of Deurckheim . None know thy quality and hopes better than I , for none have heard them oftener ! " The damsel ...
... answered Berchthold quickly . " I know thee well ; thou art Meta , the only child of Heinrich Frey , the Burgo- master of Deurckheim . None know thy quality and hopes better than I , for none have heard them oftener ! " The damsel ...
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... answered - Why art thou here , at an hour when most young hunters sleep ? " " I am Lord Emich's forester ; but thou , as there has just been question , art a daughter of the Burgo- master of Deurckheim . " " I give thee credit for all ...
... answered - Why art thou here , at an hour when most young hunters sleep ? " " I am Lord Emich's forester ; but thou , as there has just been question , art a daughter of the Burgo- master of Deurckheim . " " I give thee credit for all ...
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Abbé Abbey Abbot of Limburg altar Anchorite answered art thou aught baron Benedict Benedictine better Bonifacius brother brotherhood burghers Burgomaster castle chapel character choir church companion Count Emich Count of Hartenburg Count of Leiningen countenance cow-herd Deurckheim discourse Dost thou doubt duty Einsiedlen faith Father Arnolph Father Johan Father Siegfried favor feeling forester Gottlob hamlet hath heart Heidelberg Heidenmauer Heinrich Frey heresy hermit Herr Count Herr Emich holy Abbot honor Ilse Jaegerthal Knight Knight of Rhodes less listened look Lord Count Lord Emich Lottchen manner Master Berchthold means ment Meta mind monk mountain nature never noble opinions Palatinate penitent pilgrims pious prayers prelate princely Prior reverence Rhine Ritterstein Saint Saint Gall scarce shrine soul speak thee thine Thou art thou hast Thou knowest thou wilt thought tion town truth Ulrike Venloo walls wish worship wouldst young Berchthold youth
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