German Ballads, Songs, Etc: Comprising Translations from Schiller, Uhland, Bürger, Goethe, Körner, Becker, Fouqué, Chamisso, Etc., Etc

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Edward Lumley, 1845 - German poetry - 201 pages
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Page 63 - I'll take thee home with me;" Then with her infant hands she spread her kerchief on her knee, And cradling horse, and man, and plough, all gently on her arm, She bore them home with cautious steps, afraid to do them harm ! She hastes with joyous steps and quick...
Page 185 - But she'd thought of a scheme Which did certainly seem Very likely to pay — no mere vision or dream : — It appears that the giant each day took a nap For an hour (the wretch !) with his head in her lap : Oh, she hated it so ! but then what could she do ? Here she paused, and Sir Eppo remarked,
Page 185 - And the tin and herself at a terrible rate; Then by way of conclusion To all this confusion, Tied her up like a dog , To a nasty great log, To induce her (the brute) to become Mrs. Gog ; 'That 'twas not the least use for Sir Eppo to try To chop off his head, or to poke out his eye, As he'd early in life done a bit of Achilles (Which, far better than taking an
Page 63 - The giant's daughter once came forth the castle-gate before, And played, with all a child's delight, beside her father's door; Then sauntering down the precipice, the girl did gladly go, To see, perchance, how matters went in the little world below. With few and easy steps she passed the mountain and the wood; At length near...
Page 63 - OF THE GIANT'S CHILD. BUBO XIEDECK is a mountain in Alsace, high and strong, Where once a noble castle stood, — the Giants held it long ; Its very ruins now are lost, its site is waste and lone, And if ye seek for Giants there, they all are dead and gone.
Page 186 - O'er the giant's bed ; While the eglantine, and hare-bell blue, And some nice green moss on the spot he threw ; Lest perchance the monster alarm should take, And not choose to sleep from being too wide awake. Hark to that sound ! The rocks around Tremble — it shakes the very ground; While Irmengard cries, As tears stream from her eyes — A lady-like weakness we must not despise — (And here, let me add, I have been much to blame, As I long ago ought to have mentioned her name) — " Here he comes...
Page 8 - Full many a stately ship hath rushed Down to yon bubbling wave, And mast and keel, all shattered and crushed, Arose from the depths of the deadly grave. Nearer and nearer that deep sound now Comes, like a tempest at work below ; And it hisses and eddies, and seethes and starts, As if water and fire were blending, Till the spray-dashing column to heaven updarts, Wave after wave everlastingly sending, Whose sound as the sound of thunder is, When they rush with a roar from their black abyss. But, see...
Page 188 - I'm sure I can move him alone, Though I'm certain the brute weighs a good forty stone Yo ! heave ho ! roll him along (It's exceedingly lucky the net's pretty strong) ; Once more — that's it — there, now, I think He's done to a turn, he rests on the brink ; At it again, and over he goes To furnish a feast for the hooded crows ; Each vulture that makes the Taurus his home May dine upon giant for months to come.
Page 63 - Before her wondering eyes appeared, a strange and curious scene. And as she gazed, in wonder lost, on all the scene around, She saw a peasant at her feet, a-tilling of the ground ; The little creature crawled about so slowly here and there, And lighted by the morning sun, his plough shone bright and fair. " Oh, pretty plaything !" cried the child, " I'll take thee home with me...
Page 182 - Was as near as he ever came. He had felt no vexation From multiplication ; Never puzzled was he By the rule of three ; The practice he'd had Did not drive him mad, Because it all lay Quite a different way. The asses' bridge, that bridge of sighs, Had (lucky dog !) ne'er met his eyes. In a very few words, he expressed his intention Once for all to decline every Latin declension, When persuaded to add, by the good Father Herman, That most classical tongue to his own native German. And no doubt he...

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