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title: Legends and Tales., part 11 — Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains · full text with trees
description: Legends and Tales., part 11, «Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains» by Toofie Lauder: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: The Virgin Mary, for it was she herself, broke off clusters of the roses and formed a drinking-cup, and as the teamster would
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# Legends and Tales., part 11

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Legends and Tales., part 11 of «Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains» by Toofie Lauder: the whole text, 119 sentences and 2587 words. The small number after every sentence leads to its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself.

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The Virgin Mary, for it was she herself, broke off clusters of the roses and formed a drinking-cup, and as the teamster would return it filled with wine, the vision had vanished.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics")

Meanwhile the horses had gone on with the waggon, which they now drew with perfect ease, but stood still before the chapel of Elend, and could not be brought from the spot.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics")

The teamster entered with reverence the oratorium, to thank the Almighty for his deliverance, when lo! he recognized in the figure of the Virgin his deliverer, and placed the rose drinking-cup as a costly relic before her shrine.[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics")

With amazing rapidity the fame of the miracle of the Church of Roses spread over Germany, and it became one of the most frequented and sacred shrines.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics")

The original of the rose-cup was sent to Rome; but first an exact copy of it was made in clay and preserved in Elend.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics")

The most wonderful miracles continued to be performed; the devotees swarmed to the mountain church, so that it was enlarged, and seven doors were cut in its walls.[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics")

Princess Ilse[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics")

The beautiful Princess Ilse, daughter of King Ilsing of Schloss Ilsenburg, having ridden to the chase with her royal father, and her lover the Ritter Ralf, lost her way on the wild mountains, and came at nightfall to the gates of the fairy world, over which the Fairy Queen of the mountains rules.[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics") The Queen met her with kindness, and invited her to enter her gorgeous crystal palace.[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics")

Hesitating and with fear she followed the powerful sovereign; gnomes and cobolds attended everywhere with homage.[10](10/ "tree and pragmatics")

Beautiful Ilse tarried a whole year in the richly adorned subterranean world, witnessed the mysterious government, policy, and life of the fairies, the creations and destructions by the king of the giants, the hostile relations of the Fairy Queen to the Giant King, the unhappy loves of her children Rumar and Romar, and what she could not understand the amiable Queen explained to her, and introduced her fully to the fairy world.[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics")

But all the splendour and glory of this fairy realm could not still Ilse's longing for her beloved Ralf, and the light of the upper world.[12](12/ "tree and pragmatics")

She demanded her return, which her fairy Majesty granted, but threatened her with destruction, should she ever reveal to mortal what she had seen.[13](13/ "tree and pragmatics")

Princess Ilse returned to the friendly light of day and rejoiced in the fidelity of her lover.[14](14/ "tree and pragmatics")

But he threatened her with the loss of his love if she did not tell him where she had been so long a time, and what she had seen.[15](15/ "tree and pragmatics")

The two lovers seated themselves on the soft moss.[16](16/ "tree and pragmatics") Ilse laid her lovely head upon Ralf's breast, and gazed up into his face with her wonderful and faithful eyes; Ralf laid his hand upon her shoulder, and beautiful Ilse began her tale.[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics")

With caresses she betrayed the secrets entrusted to her, and described the magnificence of the Fairy Queen.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics")

The new moon rose and the stars appeared one after another in the dark-blue heavens; fair Ilse chatted on, related the legends of the Harz--of the giants and dwarfs.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics")

Ralf listened at first in silent astonishment, and hung enraptured on the tales from her beautiful lips, then he began to dream and fancy, and at last fell asleep.[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics")

In the grey of the morning, as he awoke, he heard still the murmuring tones of the Princess, and as he turned to salute the princely maiden, he saw, instead of Ilse, a crystal-clear bubbling spring illuminated with the dawn.[21](21/ "tree and pragmatics")

The water sprang gaily out of the soft moss, and murmured ever in a thousand leaps and tiny waterfalls over the moss-grown rocks adown the vale.[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics")

Deepest despair seized Ralf's spirit; he knew now what he had done, and what had become of Ilse through her betrayed secret, a clear pure stream doomed for ever to ripple and murmur through the mountains.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics")

Ralf built a cottage near the spring, and when the new moon rose Ilse awaited him by the mossy bank, leaned her head caressingly on his breast, and he heard her sweet prattle till the blushing dawn spread her radiance over the silver ripplets, and then the fairy virgin vanished in the blue air.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics")

Princess Ilse and the Deluge[25](25/ "tree and pragmatics")

Princess Ilse, says another legend, in order to escape the general deluge, fled with her lover to the Brocken.[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics") But before they had reached that witch-haunted mountain, and just when standing on the rocky wall connecting the Ilsenstein with the Westerberg, the rock on which they stood was rent asunder in order to separate the lovers, whereupon they both leaped together into the floods.[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics")

The Ilsenstein[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics")

This lordly cliff and the Westerberg were once connected, it is said, by a granite wall, which was rent asunder by flood and storm from the Brocken; and according to one legend, Princess Ilse issues from the rock at dawn, when the weather is mild, robed in white satin, her long golden hair floating around her like a veil, a diadem of mountain crystal adorning her regal brow, lays aside her costly array, bathes in the crystal stream, and combs her golden hair.[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics")

Whoever is so happy as to meet her at the right moment, she calls with friendly voice, takes him by the hand and leads him before the Ilsenstein, which at her command opens, when she conducts him to her palace in the heart of the mighty rock.[30](30/ "tree and pragmatics")

There the most unheard-of splendour rivets his astonished gaze; the floors, walls, and ceilings glitter with gold, silver, and precious stones; the lofty arches are supported by columns of mountain crystal; while carbuncles illuminate the vast chambers with a soft light.[31](31/ "tree and pragmatics")

In the most magnificent of these chambers will the happy mortal find the most delightful entertainment; and when a youth, pure, and free from all guilt, bathes in the Ilse at the same time as the Princess, she will be free from the enchantment.[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics")

Whoever approaches her with impure heart, she sprinkles with water, and instantly he turns into a fir tree.[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics")

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"\_Es stehen der Tannen gar viele In ihres Bades Näh, Es hat sie alle verzaubert Die keusche Wasserfee\![34](34/ "tree and pragmatics")

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"And many a fir tree's deepest shade Falls o'er the crystal stream; Enchanted by the pure mermaid, Their fate to moan they seem."[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics")

A Dream under Princes Ilse's Firs.[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics")

It was during the heat of August, when my friend Josephine and I sat long chatting on a moss-grown stone under Princess Ilse's dark evergreens.[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics")

Finally she went to gather some ferns and wild-flowers, and I fell asleep.[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics")

Then I heard a deep voice above me say, "I am Castiglione the magician.[39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") I approached the Princess Ilse with the guilt of falsehood on my soul, and she transformed me into the fir against which you are leaning.[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") If she would only break the enchantment, and set me free, I would lead an honest, truthful life.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") Plead with her to release me."[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics")

"How can I do that?"[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") I asked. "[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") I never expect to see the Princess."[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics")

"Oh yes, you will.[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") You will see her to-day."[47](47/ "tree and pragmatics")

Another voice joined in--"I am Booth, of Lincoln renown.[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") People never knew what became of me.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics") I came here to the Harz mountains, hoping to find favour with the noble Ilse after my heroic deed in freeing my country from a tyrant; but the Princess called my act murder, and I have been a sighing fir tree ever since."[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics")

"And you deserve it," cried Castiglione.[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics")

"Pull the beam out of your own eye, please," replied the infuriated Booth. "[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") You dare to reproach me, you, who did not hesitate to add the last drop of an infant's blood to make your elixir of life?[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") What insolence!"[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics")

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