Tales by Musaeus, Tieck, Richter; Tieck the Elves. the Goblet. Richter Schmelzle's Journey to Flaetz. Life of Quintus Fixlein Volume 2 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ...we two (she within, I without) had often See Schmclzle's Journey, p. 73.--Ed. pressed our warm cheeks together, parted only by the thickness of the glass, --then had I taken this poor gentle soul, pressed asunder by Fate, and seeing, amid her thunder-clouds, no higher elevation to part them and protect her than the grave, and had drawn her to my own soul, and warmed her on my heart, and encompassed her about with my eyes. In truth, the Quintus would have done so too, had not the above-mentioned nobler thought, which I yet disclose not, kept him back. Softened, without knowing the cause--(accordingly he gave his mother a kiss)--and blessed without having had a literary conversation; and dismissed with a freight of humble compliments, which he was to disload on the morrow before the Dragoon Rittmeisterinn, he returned to his little cottage, and looked yet a long while out of its dark windows, at the light ones of the Castle. And then, when the first quarter of the moon was setting, that is, about midnight, he again, in the cool sigh of a mild, fanning, moist and directly heart-addressing night-breeze, opened the eyelids of a sight already sunk in dreaming Sleep, for today thou hast done naught ill I I, whilst the drooping shut flower-bell of thy spirit sinks on thy pillow, will look forth into the breezy night over thy morning footpath, which, through the translucent little wood, is to lead thee to Schadeck, to thy patroness. All prosperity attend thee, thou foolish Quintus --SECOND LETTER-BOX. Fran-joti Aufhammer. Childhood-Resonance. Anthorcraft. The early piping which the little thrush last night adopted by the Quintaner from its nest, started for victual about two o'clock, soon drove out Quintus into his clothes; whose calender-press and...