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id: 20496
title: Legends of the Rhine
author: Ruland, Wilhelm
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  News one day reached the castle that the crusaders had returned from Charlemagne, the great Emperor, who planted the grapes long years words, the holy man began his speech: "God''s loving hand will be The knight in great joy kissed the maiden''s slender hand and departed, maiden''s heart, and one day, while Gerda presided as queen of love susceptible heart of the lord of the castle, and soon the day came Ashamed and very wrathful many a great knight had left the castle, and The old knight was greatly pleased when, one day, Angela came to him, Siegfried''s castle stood near the old town of Now began a time of great happiness for Siegfried and his saint-like To many people this great love of the emperor for his wife seemed too castle; there they stand like the seven knights who in later times old knight''s Castle.


id: 7713
title: "My Novel" — Volume 12
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "I damage my character!--and for a Count Peschiera!" said Randal, opening Then said Randal, gravely, "If one whom you honour with a tender thought "Strange!" said Randal, "that a man like your correspondent should fear "I don''t know," said Randal, with his low soft laugh; "I fear many men, "True," said Randal, "you told me Frank had a share in Lord L''Estrange''s "Honest man!" said Harley; and his hand griped at the breast over which As Harley entered London, he came suddenly upon Randal Leslie, who was Blue interest,--Audley Egerton and Randal Leslie; and Levy,--chief among "Mr. Leslie," said Lord L''Estrange, one day, "the duke has confided to me upon the man who, Harley had often said, was dear to him as a brother. with Levy, and hastening to Randal, laid hand on the young man''s "You read well the heart of man," said Harley; "and I have owned to you


id: 7702
title: "My Novel" — Volume 01
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  Parson Dale and Squire Hazeldean parted company; the latter to inspect "Never mind me," said the parson, as Mrs. Fairfield dropped her quick "Upon my word, Dr. Riccabocca," said Mr. Dale, smiling, "you come in good "True; but the donkey!" said the parson; "I''ve a great mind to buy it." "He said that three-quarters of an hour ago, Charles dear," retorted Mrs. Dale, taking the arm of Dr. Riccabocca. "Poor man!" said Mrs. Dale, feelingly; "and the button was off his thereof, sent the squire back to Mrs. Hazeldean a much soberer man than Why, surely, Mr. Dale," said Mrs. Hazeldean, with spirit, heart, liked Miss Jemima better than Mrs. Hazeldean, of whom she was squire''s lady;" Mrs. Hazeldean said, "Mrs. Dale was the last person in "That''s really a sweet little dog of yours, Jemima," said Mrs. Dale, who said Frank, taking the squire''s hand.


id: 7704
title: "My Novel" — Volume 03
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  a young gentleman, and going to visit the squire; and so Nick Stirn--" "/Per Bacco/!" said Dr. Riccabocca, putting his hand on Lenny''s shoulder, Hazeldean), moistened eyes glanced at the squire''s sun-burned manly face, As Stirn whispered, the squire''s face grew long, Riccabocca''s intercession, the parson was come to upbraid and the squire once, and his mother approved it; and the second or third day after Dr. Riccabocca''s return to the Casino, Lenny Fairfield presented himself on "My child," said the doctor, taking Lenny by the hand, and looking at him desire to speed the car of Miss Jemima to its hymeneal goal, was Mrs. Dale so cruel towards her male friend, Dr. Riccabocca, as she seemed to Lenny had been incarcerated in the stocks, the parish of Hazeldean was "Poor Stirn!" said the squire, in a tone that evinced complacency, not "My dear Mr. Hazeldean," said the parson, taking his friend''s hand, "I


id: 7707
title: "My Novel" — Volume 06
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  Leonard and his mother found their way to a small public-house that lay "Poor child!" said Leonard, in a half whisper,--"he is not there. way, sir." Leonard lowered his knapsack, stepped into the passage, with "Poor man," said Leonard, wiping his eyes. "Shall we be as happy when we are great?" said Leonard, in his grand "Except the young lady you told me of," said Helen, turning away her "Take care, sir," cried Leonard; for the man, in stepping back, nearly over his shoulder full at Leonard--"why then, young sir, he would know "Well, sir," said Leonard, rising, "Heaven will give me strength to Leonard leaned his face on his hands, and for the first time in his life Leonard placed his own hand on the doctor''s firmly, and said, in a fierce "Sir," said Leonard, with a strange calm return to the things about him,


id: 7705
title: "My Novel" — Volume 04
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "Yes, my dear," said my mother, trying her best to look stately, "I am "I dare say a philosopher like Signor Riccabocca," said my uncle, "was Mrs. Riccabocca was touched, and had the good sense to perceive that man, woman." Mrs. Dale liked her best when she was gay, and said "she was At that moment up came Jackeymo: and Violante, pointing to Leonard, said, "Lenny," said Riccabocca, "my young lady has been telling me that she has "Good!" said, or rather grunted, an approving voice, but neither Mrs. Avenel nor the parson heard it. "My dear Mrs. Avenel," said the parson, coaxingly, "the cost need not be "Sir," said--Mrs. Avenel, interrupting the parson, "it is not because my and if Leonard Fairfield comes to be a great man, he will never find such "The great thing, in the mean while," said the parson, "would be to


id: 7710
title: "My Novel" — Volume 09
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "He certainly eats a great deal, does Pompey!" said Mrs. Riccabocca, The eyes of Franzini, Count of Peschiera, and Randal Leslie no sooner met "As a man of the world, then, I own," said the count, playing with the "I like your young friend prodigiously," said the count, yawning. round the count, turned to Randal, and said, "Can you tell me if a Levy''s voice, the baron said to his companion, "A young man in the first "That young man will make a figure some day," said the baron. "Let me see the future wife of Harley L''Estrange," said Egerton, without last I said to myself, ''Harley L''Estrange, thy time has come. "My mother," said Harley L''Estrange, looking up, "I present to you my "I like the young man very well," said the sage,--"very well indeed. "You don''t look like a dancing man," said Avenel, turning to the wit, who


id: 7708
title: "My Novel" — Volume 07
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  Blanche here leaned both hands on my father''s chair, and said, looking Your servant, sir, young man, come and talk." "That is a clever man," said Harley L''Estrange. life, after shaking hands with Burley, approached, and said, with some "Shall I keep the purse again, Leonard?" said Helen, coaxingly. "Speak to me in future, kind Mrs. Smedley," said Helen, with the air of a of the other half; and though a good-natured, warm-hearted man, felt talk, sir." Leonard meanwhile had got Helen out of the room into her "Mr. Egerton," said the young man, with a voice that slightly trembled "Nero, sir, come here," said Harley. And then Helen, raising her eyes, said, "But Leonard is my brother--more newspaper, Randal said, "Ahem, sir, I have a note from Frank Hazeldean, "My dear sir," said Randal, "you wrote word to Frank that you had heard And Leonard, and Harley, and Helen?


id: 7709
title: "My Novel" — Volume 08
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "My sister," replied the count, "do I look like a man who saved? "But who communicates no secrets to living man," said Randal, almost "Rely on me, sir," said Randal; "but I should think this poor doctor can "My dear Frank," said Randal, "you--you are so brusque, and I was just "I thought," said Randal, "that your father''s last supply, of which I was "Do me the favour, Frank," said Randal, waiting patiently till this reply "Ha, Randal, boy," said Mr. Leslie, looking up lazily, "how d'' ye do? So Randal looked at him in surprise, and said, "Do you, Sir?---why?" moments in silence, as if expecting Randal to speak, said, with affected RANDAL.--"I know little of the Count of Peschiera save from the current "Ah, William," said she, anxiously, "though certainly Randal Leslie means "I hope he is really Frank''s friend," said Mrs. Hazeldean. "Good, faithful fellow," said Randal, examining the man''s face, "say on.


id: 7706
title: "My Novel" — Volume 05
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "Well," said Richard, "I am not the sort of man you expected, eh? Richard Avenel never said anything more true. said Richard Avenel; "and now look down the High Street!" He took the "Digby, old fellow, can you lend me L100?" said Lord L''Estrange, clapping "Avenel is not a bad name," said Mrs. M''Catchley. "Present him, my love; I like clever people," said Mrs. M''Catchley, "Sir!" said Mrs. M''Catchley, startled, and lifting her glass. "A very fine young man your nephew, sir," resumed Mrs. M'' Catchley. "You are very kind, sir," said poor Mr. Digby; "I am ashamed to--" his Richard Avenel was a man to do a thing well when he set about it,-Mr. Richard Avenel not only gave that /dejeune dansant/ in honour of Mrs. M''Catchley, but he had fixed in his heart of hearts upon that occasion "What do you mean, sir?" said Richard Avenel, in a very portentous growl.


id: 7703
title: "My Novel" — Volume 02
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  "Is this the village of Rood?" asked Frank of a stout young man breaking "The poor have a right of common, I suppose," said Frank, surveying a "Frank Hazeldean''s voice," said he; "I should like to see him, Mother." "You will go, Randal?" said Mrs. Leslie, after a pause. "Dear Randal," said Mrs. Leslie, fondly kissing him on the forehead, him from a Leslie; that man is my patron, Oliver, and he--is very good to His fellow-burghers evidently regarded him with great respect; and Mr. Egerton had penetration enough to perceive that Mr. Mayor must be a rich arm, and said, "I think I speak to a man of the world, sir?" On the other hand, no man likes to build, or rebuild, a great public work "But," said poor Mrs. Leslie, with tears in her eyes, "it would be a "Oh, you be young Squire Leslie," said the farmer, more respectfully, and


id: 7712
title: "My Novel" — Volume 11
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  Squire, come here--your old friend, Leonard "Not that, sir," said Leonard, smiling; "but the world has thriven with "All I can answer, Audley," said L''Estrange, with a thoughtful brow, "is, "Excellent good man," said Randal, "but not with sufficient knowledge of In a word, Audley looked still the man for whom some young female heart SQUIRE (leaving Randal''s arm and seizing Levy''s).--"Were you speaking of BARON.--"My dear Leslie, a man of Mr. Hazeldean''s time of life cannot "Audley Egerton," said Beatrice, lifting her dark, moistened eyes, "you Nora Avenel had fled from the boyish love of Harley L''Estrange, This interlude in the life of a man like Audley Egerton could Levy, who had known from Lady Jane of Harley''s pursuit of Nora, had "Poor Nora," said Egerton, sighing, "she will think this answer brief and said: "In Egerton''s world, man holds it far more dishonour to betray a


id: 7711
title: "My Novel" — Volume 10
author: Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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  With these words, Harley turned the young man''s narrative into new "Father," said Violante, colouring, "it is your friend, Lord L''Estrange; VIOLANTE (turning to Helen, and in a very low voice, resolved that Harley "Our friend Leonard," said Riccabocca, turning his eye also towards the "Helen does not know what the word ''heroic'' means," said Harley, rather "Nay," said Lady Lansmere, in the same tone, "Harley must stay, for my could receive in the drawing-room of that grand house the great Mrs. Hazeldean, who had so lectured her for refusing to live any longer in the "Why," said Lady Lansmere, surprised, "Helen is quite as young as Audley, as he said the last words, put his hand on Randal''s shoulder, "Yes," said Mrs. Avenel, hooking in a word at last, "I am sure, Mr. Leslie, you will think I did right. "I have just been at our friend Levy''s," said Randal, when he and Dick


