--- title: Legends and Tales., part 9 — Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains · full text with trees · page 2 description: Legends and Tales., part 9, «Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains» by Toofie Lauder: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: "Tidian's gold!" cried the Earl, surprised. " --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/10/page/2/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/) / Legends and Tales., part 9 # Legends and Tales., part 9 · page 2 [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/10/) **2** Now they go through a long dark passage to great brass gates.[60](../../60/ "tree and pragmatics") The monk touches them with the \_Springwurzel\_, and immediately they open.[61](../../61/ "tree and pragmatics") They enter an aisle, lighted by a brilliant lamp, and again stand before a door.[62](../../62/ "tree and pragmatics") The monk cries, "Hephata!" and the door opens.[63](../../63/ "tree and pragmatics") They enter a large, brilliantly lighted, magnificent chapel; the walls are of marble; the altar is of beaten gold, and its eternal lamp bathes all in a wondrous light.[64](../../64/ "tree and pragmatics") The miner cannot gaze enough at the marvellous sight, crosses and recrosses himself; the monk kneels at the golden altar and says an Ave Maria.[65](../../65/ "tree and pragmatics") Then he rises, commands his companion to remain standing in the middle of the chapel, and approaches the door opposite the one by which they had entered.[66](../../66/ "tree and pragmatics") At his mighty word this door opens also.[67](../../67/ "tree and pragmatics") The imperial chamber, or throne-room, is brilliantly lighted; on the glittering golden throne, in imperial robes, sits Barbarossa, sad and silent.[68](../../68/ "tree and pragmatics") The monk approaches the enchanted sovereign and bows reverently.[69](../../69/ "tree and pragmatics") The Kaiser returns the greeting graciously, and the monk lifts with great solemnity some object from the ground, again bows low before the monarch, and retires slowly to the door, seizes the hand of the astonished miner, who has gazed as in a dream at the splendour of the enchanted chamber, leads him to the green circle, which begins at once to rise, and soon reaches the summit of the mountain.[70](../../70/ "tree and pragmatics") The miner draws a long breath, receives two small metal rods from the monk, who exclaims, "\_Gelobt sei Jesus Christ\![71](../../71/ "tree and pragmatics") \_" and before the bewildered man can respond, "\_In Ewigkeit\![72](../../72/ "tree and pragmatics") \_" the mysterious monk has vanished.[73](../../73/ "tree and pragmatics") The Burgfräulein\[1\] of Osterode.[74](../../74/ "tree and pragmatics") \[1\] Burgfräulein--castle fairy.[75](../../75/ "tree and pragmatics") One Sunday morning early, a poor linen weaver was walking to Osterode.[76](../../76/ "tree and pragmatics") Aurora showed her gaily laughing and blushing face above the green mountains, a balsamic freshness floated over the valleys and streams, the peaks of the woody heights swam in the blue ether, and the dew-bathed mountain flowers sparkled in the sun's golden splendour.[77](../../77/ "tree and pragmatics") The songs of the birds rang out of the thickets, and soft chimes rose from the villages summoning to worship and praise---a mild, blissful peace hovered over the entire scene.[78](../../78/ "tree and pragmatics") It was long before the wanderer noticed these surrounding beauties of the morning, for a heavy sorrow lay at his heart.[79](../../79/ "tree and pragmatics") A beloved wife lay at home ill, six hungry children waited with her anxiously for his return, and he must return with empty hands.[80](../../80/ "tree and pragmatics") His rich cousin, from whom he had hoped for assistance, had repulsed him with cruel words, and now his future lay dark and hopeless before him.[81](../../81/ "tree and pragmatics") But as the sun rose higher, as all Nature bloomed and sent forth her frankincense of praise, and the streams murmured of peace, he grew more composed.[82](../../82/ "tree and pragmatics") "How glorious! how wonderful!" he thought, as he stood still and gazed around him; "and what a mystery it is that only man is so often shut out from the universal enjoyment of creation.[83](../../83/ "tree and pragmatics") Why should he be crushed to the earth, and provide in sorrow and pain for his bodily sustenance, while the birds sing and the flowers bloom free from care?[84](../../84/ "tree and pragmatics") Doth He not clothe the lilies, and give the rose and violet their perfume and exquisite hues?[85](../../85/ "tree and pragmatics") Can the Eternal Father care less for an immortal soul?[86](../../86/ "tree and pragmatics") No, no, never!"[87](../../87/ "tree and pragmatics") He began again to move forward, singing that noblest hymn in the German language, which has been so perfectly translated by John Wesley, beginning--[88](../../88/ "tree and pragmatics") "\_Befiehl Du Deine Wege.[89](../../89/ "tree and pragmatics") \_"\[2\][90](../../90/ "tree and pragmatics") \[2\] "Commit thou all thy ways."[91](../../91/ "tree and pragmatics") When he came to the lines--[92](../../92/ "tree and pragmatics") "\_Auf! auf\![93](../../93/ "tree and pragmatics") Gib Deinem Schmerze Und Sorgen gute Nacht.[94](../../94/ "tree and pragmatics") Lass fahren, was das Herze Betrübt und traurig macht\![95](../../95/ "tree and pragmatics") he quickened his pace with a firmer tread and lighter heart.[96](../../96/ "tree and pragmatics") Perhaps he would have sung on to the end of the hymn, had not a voice, clear as a silver bell, greeted him with "Guten Morgen!"[97](../../97/ "tree and pragmatics") The singer looked in the direction of the voice, and stood like one transfixed at the sight of the vision before him.[98](../../98/ "tree and pragmatics") On the banks of the brook which flowed past his path sat a lovely maiden clad in white, and bathed her marble-white feet in the crystal water.[99](../../99/ "tree and pragmatics") Before he could recover from his astonishment, the figure rose and approached him, saying in a voice of the most delicious melody--[100](../../100/ "tree and pragmatics") "Thou sangst just now a beautiful song, that was made for the troubled.[101](../../101/ "tree and pragmatics") May help be as near every one who sings it as to thee; for know, thou art come at a most happy hour.[102](../../102/ "tree and pragmatics") It is only permitted me once a year to be at this spot; and whoever meets me here and deserves it as thou, him I make happy--if wealth can make him happy.[103](../../103/ "tree and pragmatics") Listen, then: when the bells ring midnight, leave thy cottage, and climb the mountain in silence to the ruins of Burg Osterode.[104](../../104/ "tree and pragmatics") Between the sunken walls thou wilt find a flower; pluck it, and instantly all the treasures of the heart of the mountain will be revealed to thine eye, from which thou mayst take as much as thou wilt.[105](../../105/ "tree and pragmatics") Go now thy way, and carry comfort and hope to thy wife.[106](../../106/ "tree and pragmatics") My time is expired."[107](../../107/ "tree and pragmatics") The slender form, the pale, loving face, transparent as moonlight, the long golden hair, were in a twinkling vanished.[108](../../108/ "tree and pragmatics") Wonderfully cheered, the weaver hastened home and related his vision to his suffering wife and little children, and they waited with impatience for the appointed hour.[109](../../109/ "tree and pragmatics") At last the leaden-footed hours had passed--it was midnight.[110](../../110/ "tree and pragmatics") The weaver kissed his wife and hastened forth.[111](../../111/ "tree and pragmatics") It was a glorious night.[112](../../112/ "tree and pragmatics") The full moon shone, the quail sang her nightly song.[113](../../113/ "tree and pragmatics") The picturesque ruin contrasted wonderfully in its dark grey masses with the cloudless blue of the heavens and the silver moonlight.[114](../../114/ "tree and pragmatics") A peculiar light shone out of an arched chamber; he followed it, and there sat the pale maiden, adorned with a wreath of white roses in her hair.[115](../../115/ "tree and pragmatics") She raised her jasper-blue eyes, looked kindly on him, and beckoned him to approach and gather the shining flower.[116](../../116/ "tree and pragmatics") The weaver obeyed and tremblingly plucked the lily.[117](../../117/ "tree and pragmatics") Hardly had he the flower in his hand when a fearful, rumbling sound arose in the heart of the mountain, the ground close to his feet sank crashing into the depths, and a huge cauldron rose in flame, filled to the brim with glittering gold pieces.[118](../../118/ "tree and pragmatics") The maiden bade him take what he would, for he was so overcome with astonishment and terror that he could not move.[119](../../119/ "tree and pragmatics") At her friendly voice he recovered from his fear, filled pockets and hat with the coins, bowed low and reverently, left the magic chamber, and hurried back to his cottage--and the sun rose on two happy people.[120](../../120/ "tree and pragmatics") Every anniversary of the day they went to the ruins to thank the fairy, who, however, ever afterward remained invisible.[121](../../121/ "tree and pragmatics") The Key Fairy of the Gütersburg[122](../../122/ "tree and pragmatics") At midnight, when the moonlight rests on the rustling oaks, or the winter snow glitters and winds howl, there rises a white form from the ruins of this robber Schloss, a wreath of flowers around the head, and in the girdle a bunch of keys.[123](../../123/ "tree and pragmatics") Centuries ago a convent stood near, and a monk belonging to it, longing to possess some of the treasures of the underworld, was once bold enough, as the bells rang midnight, to climb to the spot where the fairy dwelt.[124](../../124/ "tree and pragmatics") [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/10/) **2** - ← previous: [page 1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/10/) - next →: [Legends and Tales., part 10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/11/) - ↑ back to [Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/)