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perform religious duties; but, inquisitive respecting Frederic had meanwhile arrived at the island of every movement of Unda's, she had gained information Cyprus, which king Guy, on being driven from Jeruof her intended journey, and it was only on such an salem, had purchased of the English monarch, Richard occasion that she could see her, for Ulric cautiously Ceur de Lion. A gloomy presentiment urged him to guarded the entrance to Naturns, and his mistress never hasten his departure, but he was obliged to stay ventured beyond the precincts of the castle.

against his will, in compliance with the especial desire With syren look and speech she approached the pious of the king and Lusignan, by whom he was held in pilgrim, whom Ulric had been prevented by illness the highest esteem. Unfortunately, man cannot always from attending ; she was overjoyed at having at last an act according to the impulse of his feelings. Circumopportunity of making the personal acquaintance of the stances often interpose an insuperable barrier, and noble lady of Reifenstein, described herself as a juve permit him to advance only step by step, at a time, nile playmate of her Frederic's, pretended that she had when the most ardent wish of his heart would impel at home a palmer, who had brought news from the Holy him to an eagle's speed. Land, and invited her to call as she returned at the castle At length he embarked and soon arrived at Rome, of Thurstein, situated near the high-road. The virtuous where he had letters to deliver to Pope Celestine III., Unda, suspecting no harm, and burning with desire to and, strengthened by the blessing of his holiness, he question the palmer, who had perhaps seen her husband, set out for Tyrol. He flew through Italy, had already accepted the invitation, on which Hermgard parted passed Meran and Partschins, and once more beheld from her with an hypocritical embrace and a triumphant the turrets of his castle, while his heart throbbed veheart.

hemently at the idea of meeting once more the beloved After the pilgrim had finished her devotions, and fuls objects whom he had left behind. filled her vow by founding a yearly mass at the shrine | Two months had elapsed, and the future presented of the saint, she hastened with her Bertha, an infant itself to Unda's imagination in darker and still darker two years of age, to her new friend, impatient for the | colours. The fearful oath had stifled in her bosoin wished-for tidings. The lady of Vilenzano met her | every emotion of joy, and tears, bitter tears, which she with demonstrations of joy in the court-yard, conducted had once shed only on account of her husband's abher into the castle, and promised to introduce her to sence, were now wrung from her by the thought of a the palmer. Scarcely had Unda entered with a heart meeting equally desired and dreaded. For days tothrobbing with expectation, when Hermgard suddenly gether she would sit silent in her bower, with her eyes changed her tone.

fixed on the distant horizon or pursuing the winding “ Have I thee in my power at last, traitress,' cried course of the Adige, where every wave hurrying past she, inflamed with rage; “ have I thee in my power at to return no more was an emblem of her happiness which last to satiate my long repressed revenge! Many years had fled for ever. Thus was she one day seated, her of sorrow and sadness have I passed; it is now thy turn head supported on her hand, when a cloud of dust apto pass as many. A slow poison shall consume thy peared in the distance; it approached nearer, in the life, and despair shall be thy lot! Now chuse between direction of the castle: she recognized the plume and the death of this infant"-she had meanwhile caught scarf of her husband; she rushed down the staircase; up the child, and pointed a dagger to its breast-"or overpowered by her emotions, and forgetting the terrific an oath from which no priest shall release thee, never oath, she sank swooning into the arms of her beloved more to embrace thy husband, but to repulse him from Crusader. thy heart, that thou mayst experience in thy turn the The first moment of returning consciousness brought torture which thou hast prepared for me. Chuse with it the recollection of her heinous offence. With swear-or thy child has not another moment to live." | a shriek of anguish she tore herself from his bosom;

Vain were the prayers and entreaties of the half. all the horrors of her violated oath burst upon her fainting Unda to be spared the cruel oath; maternal soul, and she felt herself loaded with a curse from affection finally overcame every other feeling. “ Hold!". which she could never more be relieved. She fled to cried she to her tormentor, who had already raised her her most retired chamber, locked the door, and tore her arm to strike-“hold, I will swear." Upon the host, hair and wrung her hands in an agony of despair. It which a confederate of the wretch, in the habit of a was not till she had thus passed two days that, expriest, handed to her, she swore the horrid oath, which hausted in mind and body, she listened to the entreaties was to embitter all her joys, to destroy the happiness of her husband soliciting adınittance, and made him of her whole life.

acquainted with the horrible story. There he stood, .“ Now,” said Hermgard to her, with a malicious pale, gnashing his teeth with rage, shuddering at the sneer, " now mayst thou enjoy if thou canst the society artifices of malice, thunderstruck, as well at his own of thy loving husband, who is not far off-such at least | misfortune, as to behold in the wife of his bosom an is the message which the pious palıner was to bring alien and a criminal laden with the guilt of perjury. thee; fot the same ship conveyed them both from the No language can describe Unda's despair. Here the Holy Land to Cyprus, where Reifenstein was detained husband whom she had been forced to renounce for for some time. Thou mayst now return to thy castle ever-there the idea of her soul doomed beyond reas soon as thou wilt." With these words she conduct. | prieve to eternal perdition-overpowered her senses, ed Unda more dead than alive into the fore-court, where and chilled every drop of blood in her veins. For a an old servant, who had attended the lady on her whole week she lay, sometines. in speechless stupor, pilgrimage, was waiting for her. Silent, and scarcely sometimes in frightful convulsions ; till one evening, conscious of what was passing around her, she arrived she put on a hair garment, and fled from the scene of at the castle, clasping little Bertha closely to her bosom, her former happiness, forsaking husband, children, all, as if apprehensive lest she should be again snatched and pursued by the keenest pangs of remorse for her from her embrace.

supposed crime.

She proceeded to the Carthusian convent of Schnalls, I no account suffer her to remain in so wild and solitary and poured forth the sorrows of her heart into the a retreat, and acquainted his father with the joyful hosom of the reverend prior; but it was not in his tidings. Both flew to trent, to the pious Bishop, who power to give her absolution. “Go, my daughter,”. | referred them to Pope Innocent III., a pontiff distinsaid he, kindly to her, while the tears trickled down guished for benevolence and kindness, who had been the deep furrows in his cheeks and fell upon his vener elevated in the flower of his age to the papal chair, and able beard, “ go and expiate thy sins with patience and was just then paying a visit to Arigo Dandolo, the aged resignation: I have not the power to absolve thee. doge of Venice. Seek a solitary place, and in fasting and prayer recon Frederic repaired to that famous city, knelt before cile thyself with God. In a few years, Heaven may the pope, expatiated on the long years of suffering and perhaps give thee a sign whether thou mayest venture sorrow endured by Unda and by himself, and implored to throw thyself at the feet of his holiness and to im his holiness to give back to him a wife, and to his plore pardon.” After wandering for some time in the children a mother. Innocent was deeply moved; he wild valleys of the neighbouring country, she at length annulled the oath extorted by force, and, for the sake of reached the dreary tract of the upper Ortzthal: there her long penance and her good works, he acquitted her she found a spacious cavern, in which she built a small of the guilt of perjury, and granted her full and comchapel of stone; this she made her abode, moss her plete absolution, on condition that Frederic should couch, and roots and herbs her only food.

build a convent. He ordered a bull confirming these The fame of her piety soon spread abroad. She was grants to be prepared. Reifenstein and his son gratereverenced like a beneficent divinity by the whole fully kissed the feet of his holiness, and, overjoyed at country. She expressed the juice of flowers and plants their success, hastened home with the utmost expediand cured the sick ; she carried peace and consolation tion. into every dwelling; and whoever needed her assistance In the mean time, the other children, instigated by had only to apply to the pious recluse. But for her filial affection, set out to pay a visit to their mother. own heart there was no peace, no consolation, and the 1 The rapture of all was beyond description. Sometimes tormenting thought of the curse that lay upon her soul it was expressed in the long silent embrace; at others haunted her incessantly.

it burst forth in loud congratulations. Ottilia informHer husband had meanwhile employed all possible ed her mother that her father and brother were gone to means to find out his lost U'nda : he explored all Tyrol, his holiness, and the first spark of hope glimmered in with the exception of that solitary spot, without dis Unda's bosom. She had now with her four of her covering any traces of her. He vowed vengeance children, Ottilia, Rupert, Albert, and Bertha---the same against Hermgard, but was spared the trouble of execu Bertha, for whose sake she had taken the horrid oath ting it, for she died miserably, and in the agonies of which had embittered her whole life. At this moment remorse, in consequence of the ill treatment of her she forgot much of her suffering, and regarded this rebrutal husband.

union as a sign of the renewal of the favour of the Several years had now elapsed : care, sorrow, and Almighty. vexation, threw Reifenstein upon a sick-bed; his illness The rest of the day passed in affectionate converse, lasted several months and none could afford him relief. | as they sat lovingly together at the entrance of the The fame of the skill of “ the pious woman"-for so cavern. Evening arrived—the sun at times darted his she was called-in the healing art had by this time rays through the majestic larches and pines; more and reached the Vintschgau. The knight sent his son, | more faintly did they tinge the summits of the distant who was approaching the years of manhood, to consult mountains, till these were at length wholly enveloped her. Without asking his name, she made enquiries in a mantle of sable clouds. Nothing but the roaring concerning the nature of the complaint, and gave him of the neighbouring torrent and the crash of descenda potion with which Otto hastened home to his sick | ing avalanches interrupted the stillness and repose of father. Frederic took it and recovered. Otto, and his | Nature. Night came on : murky clouds suddenly began blooming sister Ottilia, resolved to perform a pilgrim | to collect on all sides; vivid flashes of lightning issued age to their benefactress to express their gratitude. from them; and the tempest raged with appalling fury. Unda received them kindly, but, without speaking, ex Fatigued with their journey and the vehemence of tended her hand to the portrait which Ottilia wore their emotions, the children had retired to their couch suspended from a gold chain at her bosom. “ How of moss, and slept soundly, while the mother alone, came you by this portrait?" eagerly enquired she. prostrate before the image of the Redeemer, poured “ It is the likeness," replied Ottilia, “ of my dear, but forth her soul in prayer. A tremendous clap of thunder alas! long lost mother.”—Daughter! son! mother! shook the cavern ; she trembled, sprang up, and ran to were the exclamations that burst from them as they her children, to see if they were safe; a second shock rushed into each other's embrace. Their transport was followed; the subterraneous abode was filled with unbounded. Ottilia declared that she would never sulphureous flames; the roof fell in and buried the more leave her mother, and Otto conjured the latter to unfortunate Unda and her beloved children beneath the go back with them to their father. “ No," said she, ruins. " I dare not see your father, till my guilt is completely On the very same day, Reifenstein and his eldest son expiated, and an avenging God fully appeased. Go, reached Meran. Without stopping, they hastened on. then, my children, entreat your father to consult the ward by the shorter route, through the wild but beautivenerable bishop Conrad, as to what I have still to do ful vale of Passeier, celebrated for its romantic scenery, to reconcile myself with the Almighty: I may not yet and its robust race of inhabitants ; they determined to venture to appear before his sacred vicegerent.” Otto cross a difficult and dangerous mountain, that they hastened home with his sister, for her mother would on | might be a few hours earlier in the arms of wife and

A LEGEND OF THE RHINE. FROM THE GERMAN OF VON LOEBEN.

There where yon rocks are sleeping,

Beneath the bright moonshine, A Nymph hor watch is keeping,

And gazing on the Rhine.

She looks upon the river,

As 'the vessels glide alongShe sings and gases ever,

But, Youth! beware her song,

With eyes so softly beaming,

Thos doth she look on all, Whilst like clustering suo-beam streaming,

Her golden ringlets fall,

But, like the ioconstant water,

Those glances still have rolled Beware the Flood's fair daughter,

For the wave is false and cold!

mother. Evening arnivod, but still they hurried on by paths hewn in the rocks, across an endless succession of bridges, where one false step would be attended with inevitable destruction, over immense blocks of marble wbich frequently seemed to bar their further progress, and loose stones hich rolled from under their feet.

It was pitch-dark night when they reached the lake of Passeier. They found no track along the lake, either to the right or the left : all the roads had been destroyed by avalanches. It was only by means of the lightning that they discovered a boat near the shore of the agitated lake ; they leaped into it without further consideration, and pushed off in order to to reach the opposite shore without loss of time. The passage is short, but extremely dangerous, on account of the sudden tempests to which this lake is liable, and which cause its waves to break with fury against the perpendicular cliffs around it. On this occasion all the elements were against them. One moment their frail boat was whirled on the crest of a mountain-billow; at another it was plunged into the depths of the dark abyss. Exhausted with the long and useless conflict, both at length dropped their oars; a blast of unprecedonted violence, upset the boat, and buried them in the bosom of the deep,

Eight days afterwards the bodies, firmly clasped in each other's arms, were cast on shore. The faithful Ulric conveyed them to the remains of Unda and her children, and one sepulchre now unites in death those whose melancholy fate it was to be separated in life, and whom Providence removed thus early from the joys and sorrows of this imperfect world to the regions of everlasting peace.

Deeply sympathizing in the fate of the virtuous Unda and her family, I cauld not forbear paying another visit to this dreary spot. I was accompanied by the priest, who acquainted me with the cause of the erection of the modern crosses. In the year 1775, in the same tempestuous night, when the above-mentioned lake of Pesseier burst-its banks, and many human lives and a large tract of country were sacrificed to its fury, seven persons (sought refuge in this cavern from the vehemence of the storm. They, too, like the Reifen. stein family, were struck by lightning, and buried under masses of rock. By this last convulsion the eavern has been almost entirely filled up, and a .mauso. leum, such as is not to be paralleled elsewhere, covers the remains of those who repose beneath it.

Thus sang an old huntsman, who had seated himself on a rock which impended over the Rhine, not far from the cave where, in ancient times, the holy hermit, St. Goar, 'had taken up his abode, and effected the conversion of the neighbouring fishermen. The waves, as they rushed past, bore swiftly along with them a small slight bark, in which sat a youth clothed in costly apparel. The boat was just speeding to the dangerous whirlpool, called the Bank, where the steersman is driven to the exercise of his utmost skill, to retain any command over his vessel. Yet the youth heeded not the dangers of his situation, nor turned away his gaze from a dark frowning rock, from whence a fair but unearthly maiden 'looked down, and seemed to smile upon him. The old huntsman now sang louder and louder, for he could not help fancying that the poor youth had set out to visit his true love, and had been bewitched by the sight of the water-fairy, Lorely. Lute, bow, and rudder had all escaped from his hold ; his hat, with its white plume, hung only by a ribbon around his neck, and 'he seemed to abandon himself to the rushing and raging waters, as though 'he delighted in their fury, and waited till they should have risen sufficiently high to bear him up the rock. The huntsman might have sung yet louder, and the whirlpool might have risen to overpower him with their roar, yet still not one single word would have reached the object of his warning; for he heard and saw nothing but the beautiful nymph, who, seated on the rock above him, was engaged in picking up little pieces of glittering stone, as though she were gathering flowers, and, anon, gaily scattering them in the water, and leaning over its shades to watch them sink down, and disappear in sparkling foam-bells. It seemed to her victim that it was to him she was leaning and smiling, and he stretched out his arms with a longing look, and stood as if gazing on a far-off star; when all at once his little bark was dashed with a shattering stroke on the sharp stones, and the vortex dragged him to its raging gulf, and closed its gigantic arms above his struggling form. All was now over with the hapless youth. He never rose again. But Lorely looked down with a careless and even sportive glance, gathered fresh splinters from the rock, and smiled like a child through her long hair.

It was now that the huntsman drew forth his horn, and blew a shrill blast, that brought his dogs howling to his feet, and with them attracted to the spot some fishermen, who were spreading their nets at a little

CORRUPTIONS OF THE HIGHER CLERGY.

“ Woe to yon Prelates ! rioting in ease
And cumbrous wealth-the shape of your estate ;
You on whose progress dazzling trains await
Of pompons horses; whom vain titles please,
Who will be served by others on their knees,
Yet will yourselves to God no service pay;
Pastors who, neither take nor point the way
To Heaven ; for eitirer lost in vanities
Ye have no skill to teach, or if ye know
And speak the word " Alas! of fearful things
'Tis the most fearful when the People's eye
Abuse hath clear'd from vain imaginings;
And taught the general voice to prophesy
Of Justice arm'd, and Pride to be laid dow.

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distance off. But no aid could avail to rescue the de- Una, Hubert had confided all his secret sorrows; and voted victim from the eddying waters.

when his sighs were wafted towards the cloudy distance • Did you see,' asked the old man, as he stepped into that veiled with its blue vapors the far-stretching mounthe fishermen's boat, • how the sorceress rejoiced at the tains of the Rhine, she well knew whither those sighs death of the poor youth, and how gladly she listened were directed. All was now hushed-the trees waved to the waves that engolphed him, and foamed and gently to and fro, as if rocking themselves to sleep ; hissed above his head, as though they were mocking the wild pinks and violets that peeped here and there his love and folly ?' But a young fisher replied, “What from among the rocks, had closed their sweet eyes, and had the maiden on the rock to do with it, if the rash no sound was heard but the mountain rills, which boy chose to fix his eyes on her, instead of keeping seemed to murmur music in their dreams. The trees them carefully on the current ? It was not she who and shrubs in the foreground glowed with a thousand drove him towards the whirlpool, but he himself who hues, while the stately forests which rose in the distance was the cause of the catastrophe.' They then went on waved in ruddy gold, and after a while the moon arose to tell how the beautiful fairy would often appear to | from behind a neighbouring summit, like the Genius of them, towards evening, close to the shore, and look so Fairy-land itself, and shed a witching light over the sweet and kind, and point out places for them to throw scene. their nets, where they never failed to be enriched with • That is Loreley's voice,' suddenly exclaimed Hu. a plentiful draught. But if,' continued the fisher bert, ' yonder she sits and smiles. Didst thou not hear man,' any one should offer to approach her, (as who her strain? Seldom does a bird sing thus sweetly bewould not, when she is so good and beautiful ?) she neath the moon-light.' Una arose hastily and alarmed, grows angry, and disappears like a vapour. Whether · Come, brother,' cried she, it is time you should she flies up to the clouds, or sinks down to the deep, is conduct me home; and we must not again stay so long more than we can tell, and nobody knows who or what and so lonesomely on this precipice, for, indeed it tershe really is.

rifies me to see you thus.' They now returned to the The old huntsman shook his head, and went on castle; and Una, hand in hand with her brother, and his way towards Bacharach, through the darkening dreading the expected reproof of her mother, entered twilight. Not far from thence lay Stahleck, a castle the hall where her parents were sitting, according to inhabited by the Palatine of the Rhine Many a tale their evening custom. The company were discoursing had reached his court, about the wonderful maiden, who,

of Loreley, and of the strange story of her enchantfrom time to time, was wont to exhibit herself on the ments, which had just reached the castle. Hubert lent rock; but no one of the Palatine's household had ever

an attentive ear to every word that was spoken. seen her, and the Count would always repress their in If she be a witch,' said the knight Ruthard, .she quisitiveness, and tell them, that those from whom God ought most certainly to be burned, though she were as was pleased to withhold the sight of such ministers of beautiful as that bright evening star. Hubert sighed, evil, ought to be thankful and contented, and not allow and leaning fondly over the Count's chair, · Father,' themselves to indulge in such idle and unprofitable cried he, send me to take her, for I fear her not. If curiosity.

she be a sorceress, I will give her up to you, but if you The Palatine's son was a young and beautiful boy, so find no fault in her, and that she has never willingly beautiful that it seemed as if the spring had sent him

injured any one, promise to give her me to wife. At forth for its messenger, and as if life turned to spring this the whole company could scarcely refrain from wherever he looked and smiled. Often had he bent his laughing, and the Palatine replied, . From what we hear longing eyes towards the spot which was the origin of

of this Loreley, she seems to be a skilful fisher, and these wonderful stories, and from whence only the com spreads her glittering nets so artfully, that she entraps mands of his parents restrained his eager steps ; for every thing which swims within her reach ; you, my they had themselves remarked, and heard from his play son, are a young and innocent little fish, that had bet. mates and companions in the chase, how completely his

ter keep out of the way of her snares. Youth is often mind and thoughts were occupied with the idea of the

led by curiosity, and by mere prohibition, to desire fair enchantress. All he had ever heard of her was

things, which once attained, lose all their charms, and treasured up carefully in his memory, and her image are speedily thrown aside' was constantly present to his imagination, arrayed in If this unearthly creature be not a sorceress,' purall its brightness and beauty. In fancy, he beheld her, sued the chaplain, she may probably be a mermaid, lonely as she was reclining on her wild rock, beneath

and with such beings man should seek no fellowship. the setting sun, or the pale moon, and warbling sweet God has created them for another element, and placed music to the solitary Rhine.

enmity between them and the human race, and woe be On the evening already referred to, Hubert (such was to him who seeks to pass the bounds which nature herthe young Count's name was sitting with his sister

self has prescribed.' Una on a pleasant slope of the green mountain, called Ay, we have stories enough,' pursued Ruthard, of the Kühlberg, just opposite the Voigtsberg, where the the ill-fortune of such kind of love adventurers; and, costliest grapes ripen in profusion beneath the genial for my part, I do not see what should hinder us from sunshine. There they had lingered, watching the boats | hunting down like a wild beast such a creature as this, gliding along the river, or the reflections in the water who lies in wait, end spreads her snares, to allure man of many a well-known spot, now mirrored in joyous to his destruction. light, and now hidden in gloomy shadow. For some "That would, I think, be going too far,' said the time they had conversed together, and talked over many Countess, for a water sprite, as they say, is a creature a fairy legend, but now they sat silently gazing on the 1 devoid of sense, while man is blessed with sufficient waves, with their hands clasped in each others'. To reason to prevent him from following the blind im

pulses of nature.'

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• And I can tell you, Ruthard, I will never lend you my bow again,' added Hubert, if you talk in this manner of the lovely Loreley.'

The Palatine now put an end to the conversation, and called upon the chaplain for the evening benediction. But Hubert had little rest that night, either waking or dreaming, for he felt almost sure that Loreley would be assailed, and fancied he saw the arrow transfixing her fair bosom, and her blood streaming like coral down the dusky rock into the dark deep Rhine.

A few days afterwards, a large company of strangers assembled at the castle, and such as were disposed for the chase, were led forth by Hubert and his companions, through many a vine-covered valley and beechen glade.

The Palatine had secretly given directions to Ruthard to keep a strict watch over his son, lest curiosity or rashness should induce him to disregard his parental injunctions, and be attracted towards the Syren of the Rock. Notwithstanding this injunction, however, it happened that Hubert was imperceptibly separated from his party; and almost before he was aware found himself in solitude, and heard the bugle-notes that were sounded to recal him, already softened by the distance. His heart beat high with the joy of newly-acquired freedom, like that of the young eagle, as it listens to the retiring wings of the guardians of the nest. He rushed eagerly forward, scarcely knowing whither to direct his course. Sometimes he felt as if urged to accomplish the will of his father, and make Loreley a prisoner; and sometimes it seemed as though he had long known and loved her, and was called upon to hasten to her rescue. He now descended through a deep ravine to the shore, just where the river makes a turn through a solemn wilderness of rocks, overlooked by the lofty turrets of Oberwesel, and the watch tower of Schonberg. The last rays of expiring day still lingered on their summits, while from behind the mountains glimmered the first pale moonbeams, as on that sweet evening when Hubert had sat with Una on the Kuhlberg

Suddenly there came wafted over the waters a sound of melody, repeated again and again in one unvarying strain, but so soft and soothing, that he who listened felt as though entranced, and knew not that they were but the same tones which still returned upon his ear.

Hubert looked around and saw nothing, and wondered within himself what bird it could be that sang more sweetly than the nightingale, but there were young peasants from Oberwesel amusing themselves in a boat near the shore, and he heard them exclaim to one another, that is Loreley,' he called out to them and said, “I am the Palatine's son, and would fain take a row by moonlight; approach, therefore, and ferry me over,'and le leapt into the boat with his bow and arrow in his hand, and his locks floating in the wind.

• Row me to the rock where Loreley sings,' cried he, row away that I may see the beautiful Loreley.' The young rowers pulled from the shore, and soon pointed out to him the rock from whence the voice proceeded; and there stood the nymph all dazzling in the moonlight, twining through her golden hair a garland of water flowers and rushes, gathered from the Rhine, and singing unceasingly the same notes, Loreley, Loreley.'

• Take me over, take me over,' cried Hubert impa. tiently, but the rowers told him that a compliance with

his wishes might prove fatal to him, and still kept near the shore. · Then let it be my death,' said he, let me reach thee, beauteous maiden, never to part from thee more,' and again he conjured the young men to proceed, and assured them that he had been sent by his father to take the nymph prisoner, and had come for that purpose armed with his bow and arrows. At length they agreed to ferry him across, and they ploughed their way through the deep waters; there was hissing and foaming round the oars, and already the mighty rock stretched its broad black shadow across the boat. Once more the rowers paused, and essayed to divert the youth from his purpose. The song had now ceased, and the beautiful Loreley stood at the edge of the water, looking out as if through a mist, with her eyes beaming brightly, and her long hair descending to her feet. The young men urged Hubert to profit by so favourable an opportunity, and take aim at the sorceress, but he seized on his bow and dashed it from him into the water, calling out, · Fear not, thou sweet one, that aught shall harm thee, for thou shalt be my own true love, and I will be thine.'

A sudden apprehension came upon all those who were with him, and dreading lest they too might become infatuated, like the Palatine's son, and encounter their death upon this rock, they turned the boat hastily round, and struggled hard to regain the shore. · Hubert sprang up and tried to leap upon the rock, but his efforts were vain, and he sank into the Rhine; and after him, with a soft melancholy cry, rushed down the syren, and it seemed like the flashing of a silvery ray from the rock into the water. The youths, in dismay, rowed away, faster and faster, intent only upon their own safety. • How shall we dare to confess that the Palatine's son has perished upon this spot? And yet, if we tell it not, and keep aloof from his father's wrath, what injurious suspicions will light upon us, wlienever it comes to be known. We will tell the truth as it really happened; how he entreated and commanded us to bring him here, and made us believe that our Lord, the Count, had sent him to kill the wicked sorceress, and how he was bewitched at the very moment when he ought to have taken aim at her.'

When Hubert unclosed his eyes, he felt as if awakening in the middle of winter. Green and blue icicles, of gigantic size, appeared to enclose him on every side, but a soft spring air seemed to play through the clefts, thawing his frozen limbs, and kissing his cold forehead. These icicles, however, were spars and bright crystals, and the soft air was the breath of Loreley, which float. ed around him like a whispering wave.

Thickets of tall sedge and various water-plants rustled around the cave, and there was a perpetual singing and sighing, as the crystal waves rose and fell in plaintive murmurs.

In the stillness of this deep world, Hubert now found himself alone with the water-fairy. Yet he felt not at rest in this mysterious solitude; and with the same impatience which he had manifested in leaping into the Hood, he now longed to return to the regions of upper air, and felt that there alone he could gaze with real delight on his lovely Lory. Take me where the sun shines, that I may rejoice in thy beauty,' cried he, as her waving hair and dazzling arms were twining around him, and she took him by the hand, and led him further into the recesses of the rock. At every step the light became fainter, and the flowers that trembled in the

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