Copy 1, Volume 2

Popular tales and romances of the Northern nations.

Date:
1823
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: Popular tales and romances of the Northern nations. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    in prayer, but his prayers turned to curses against the monks, whose tooi he now was. Only the rays of the mid-day sun reached the dark valley. Sir Dietrick wished that eternal night might rest over it, that the wanderer might lose his way, or the sun might set fire to the pine forests to terrify him from continu¬ ing his journey. But he soon looked on this wish as foolish. “ The sun,” he murmured, ‘‘ shone mild when the monks murdered my wife, the day was clear when my son fell, but darkness was in the hearts of these devils in cowls ! Oh that the sun might never reach the monastery, that darkness might reign at mid-day in the dens of these murderers, as a sign to the laity that the children of darkness inhabit the temples of the most High.” Thus he raged against himself and his enemies. The sun sank behind the rocky sides of the valley. Sir Dietrick seized his bow as a drunken man seizes a knife ; he went to the watchtower, and hid himself behind some rank growing nettles. He tremblingly bent his bow, a hawk came down to the ground, and