The Heidenmauer: Or, The Benedictines. A Legend of the Rhine, Volume 1Carey & Lea, 1832 - American literature |
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Page 29
... thou hast , in sooth , let the cattle stray ! Where hadst thou the beasts last in sight ? " " Here in the forest of Hartenburg , Master Berchthold , on the honor of an humble servitor of the Count . " " Thou wilt yet lose this service ...
... thou hast , in sooth , let the cattle stray ! Where hadst thou the beasts last in sight ? " " Here in the forest of Hartenburg , Master Berchthold , on the honor of an humble servitor of the Count . " " Thou wilt yet lose this service ...
Page 30
... Thou art lucky to have gotten the beasts to- gether , with so little trouble ... hast let the beasts roam upon the range of the friars ! " " I have paid ... thou ever entertainest Father Arnolph with the history of thy visits to the ...
... Thou art lucky to have gotten the beasts to- gether , with so little trouble ... hast let the beasts roam upon the range of the friars ! " " I have paid ... thou ever entertainest Father Arnolph with the history of thy visits to the ...
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... thee into a dungeon , on bread and water for a week , or to make thy back acquainted with the lash , should he come ... Thou hast hunted the dogs lightly to - day , Berchthold ? " " I have had them on the mountains for air and movement ...
... thee into a dungeon , on bread and water for a week , or to make thy back acquainted with the lash , should he come ... Thou hast hunted the dogs lightly to - day , Berchthold ? " " I have had them on the mountains for air and movement ...
Page 32
... thee say it , for I count upon thy company in climbing the mountain when our work is ended ; thy legs will only be the fresher for the toil . " " Thou hast my word , and I will not fail thee ; in order that no time be lost , we will ...
... thee say it , for I count upon thy company in climbing the mountain when our work is ended ; thy legs will only be the fresher for the toil . " " Thou hast my word , and I will not fail thee ; in order that no time be lost , we will ...
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... Thou hast not much reverence for the pious fathers , honest Gottlob ; for it is seldom thou lettest opportunity pass to do them an ill turn , with tongue or hungry beast . " " Look you , Berchthold , we vassals are little more than so ...
... Thou hast not much reverence for the pious fathers , honest Gottlob ; for it is seldom thou lettest opportunity pass to do them an ill turn , with tongue or hungry beast . " " Look you , Berchthold , we vassals are little more than so ...
Common terms and phrases
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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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...