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Seite 342 - I'll go to my tower on the Rhine," replied he; "Tis the safest place in Germany; The walls are high, and the shores are steep And the stream is strong, and the water deep.
Seite 341 - The poor folk flocked from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all. " I' faith, 'tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he, " And the country is greatly obliged to me, For ridding it in these times forlorn, Of rats, that only consume the corn.
Seite 342 - Another came running presently, And he was pale as pale could be. "Fly, my lord bishop, fly!" quoth he, "Ten thousand rats are coming this way, The Lord forgive you for yesterday!" "I'll go to my tower on the Rhine," replied he; "Tis the safest place in Germany; The walls are high, and the shores are steep And the stream is strong, and the water deep.
Seite 342 - So then to his palace returned he, And he sat down to supper merrily, And he slept that night like an innocent man, But Bishop Hatto never slept again. In the morning as he...
Seite 151 - Where shall the traitor rest, He, the deceiver, Who could win maiden's breast, Ruin, and leave her? In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying; Eleu loro There shall he be lying.
Seite 341 - The poor folk flocked from far and near; The great barn was full as it could hold, Of women, and children, and young, and old. Then, when he saw it could hold no more, Bishop Hatto...
Seite 343 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls by thousands they pour, And down through the ceiling, and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the Bishop they go. " ' They have whetted their teeth against the stones, And now they pick the Bishop's bones; They gnaw'd the flesh from every limb, For they were sent to do judgment on him.
Seite 341 - The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet ; 'Twas a piteous sight to see all around The grain lie rotting on the ground. Every day the starving poor Crowded around Bishop Hatto's door, For he had a plentiful last year's store, And all the neighbourhood could tell His granaries were furnish'd well.