The Rhine, Legends, Traditions, History, from Cologne to Mainz, 第 2 卷

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F. C. Westley, 1839

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第465页 - 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 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.
第333页 - 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. So then to his palace returned he, And he sat down to supper merrily, And he slept that night like an innocent man, But Bishop Hatto never slept again. In the morning as he...
第334页 - In the morning as he entered the hall Where his picture hung against the wall, A sweat like death all over him came, For the rats had eaten it out of the frame. As he...
第141页 - 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.
第333页 - 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...
第335页 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls by thousands they pour, And down through 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.
第334页 - I'll go to my tower on the Rhine," replied he; "Tis the safest place in Germany; The walls are high, and the shores are steep And the stream is strong, and the water deep.
第284页 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
第333页 - 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. Every day the starving poor Crowded around Bishop Hatto's door, For he had a plentiful last year's store, And all the neighbourhood could tell His granaries were furnish'd well.
第465页 - 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.

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