--- title: Legends and Tales., part 16 — Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains · full text with trees description: Legends and Tales., part 16, «Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains» by Toofie Lauder: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: Where the Innerste, which springs from the Barenbruche, approaches her issue from the Harz, she quickens her course, flowing --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/17/) [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 16 # Legends and Tales., part 16 Legends and Tales., part 16 of «Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains» by Toofie Lauder: the whole text, 54 sentences and 1185 words. The small number after every sentence leads to its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself. Where the Innerste, which springs from the Barenbruche, approaches her issue from the Harz, she quickens her course, flowing among steep, well-wooded mountains in youthful mirth, or silently over sands, playing with the water-violets, which from the damp moss bend their blue heads in the crystal ripples.[1](1/ "tree and pragmatics") Beautiful rises on either bank the forest.[2](2/ "tree and pragmatics") Here grow mighty firs, whose roots spring from the metal-rich graywacke; there, slender beeches in the clay-slate; yonder, maples with their lovely leaves.[3](3/ "tree and pragmatics") Wild lettuce, yellow and red, grows next the round shave-grass, and the water-lily and mallow rock themselves on the fragrant banks; on the rocky mountain wall shimmers the white-browed swallow-wort, the saxifrage, and the yellow wall-pepper; from the mossy ground of the forest spring the flaming purple toad-stool, the agaric, and the pale goat's-beard.[4](4/ "tree and pragmatics") The classic wood-singers fill the air with wondrous melodies.[5](5/ "tree and pragmatics") From the topmost branches of the firs, where he has built his nest, the tiny greenfinch sings his little song.[6](6/ "tree and pragmatics") Beneath, on the river-banks, sounds the soft flute-like voice of the white-breasted plover, the whistling of the thistle-finch; and the blackbird and linnet, the cross-bill and thrush make the green halls merry with their ringing voices.[7](7/ "tree and pragmatics") In this valley, on the rushing, roaring Innerste, stood the cottage of unhewn trees and stones, covered with moss, in which father and son led a contented life.[8](8/ "tree and pragmatics") A small garden surrounded it, in which Ernst loved to work; there he listened to the tales of his father, or hunted in the mountain forests.[9](9/ "tree and pragmatics") One day, as he had gone in the direction of Goslar, a singular howling fell upon his ear.[10](10/ "tree and pragmatics") He listened, recognised the howl of a wolf, mingled with the piercing neighing of a horse in deadly terror, and at the same time saw a rider tearing in fear over the mountains, without giving any heed to his calls.[11](11/ "tree and pragmatics") He hurried in the direction of the neighing and howling, where he heard at the same time a female voice crying for help.[12](12/ "tree and pragmatics") A large wolf hung on the neck of the almost prostrate horse, on whose back sat a charming maiden.[13](13/ "tree and pragmatics") To see this, and with practised hand to throw the javelin in the body of the beast of prey, that he sank at the feet of the horse, was the work of an instant.[14](14/ "tree and pragmatics") Quickly the youth thrust his hunting-knife in the beast, and the bowlings ceased.[15](15/ "tree and pragmatics") The maiden was saved, and looked gratefully upon her deliverer--and what a look\![16](16/ "tree and pragmatics") An unspeakable bliss penetrated his breast, he stood speechless before the pure rescued maiden, and his whole soul hung on her eye.[17](17/ "tree and pragmatics") It was not the rosy cheek, not the crimson lips, that wounded his heart so deliciously, but her eye.[18](18/ "tree and pragmatics") The horse was not able to carry her home, her servant had fled, and Ernst undertook to conduct her to her father's Burg.[19](19/ "tree and pragmatics") Arrived there, not all the entreaties of the rescued maiden could induce him to enter, but already it was difficult to tear himself away.[20](20/ "tree and pragmatics") The impression she had made did not escape her notice, and as she gave him her hand at parting, carried away by the depth of her own emotions, she yielded to his entreaties to meet him sometimes, and promised with tears in her eyes.[21](21/ "tree and pragmatics") Ernst hunted no more on the mountains, but stood dreaming on a high spot whence he could see her father's castle.[22](22/ "tree and pragmatics") And when he espied Jutta with her lute descend into the castle garden, and wander into the wood, he rushed to meet her, and lived a blissful hour in listening to her voice and lute, and she at last confessed she loved him with all her heart.[23](23/ "tree and pragmatics") But now a rich earl sought Jutta's hand, and the lord of the Felsenburg promised this suitor his daughter, because his debts were so great that only a wealthy son-in-law could save his estates.[24](24/ "tree and pragmatics") In vain Jutta threw herself at her father's feet and declared she loved a handsome, good, and noble youth of ancient race.[25](25/ "tree and pragmatics") "Is he rich?" was the father's sole question.[26](26/ "tree and pragmatics") "No!"[27](27/ "tree and pragmatics") Alas, "no!"[28](28/ "tree and pragmatics") Ernst was in despair, and Jutta wept hours at a time, which only spoiled her pretty eyes without doing her the least good.[29](29/ "tree and pragmatics") Jutta at last resolved to give up Ernst for her father's benefit, but she would see him once more, and assure him that her filial love could not lessen her affection for the choice of her heart.[30](30/ "tree and pragmatics") That was what caused her sadness as we first saw her, and Ernst, as he rushed towards her, must have had some presentiment of the coming trouble in her resolve.[31](31/ "tree and pragmatics") But she could not tell him her purpose, and, as they parted, whispered, "to-morrow we will see each other again."[32](32/ "tree and pragmatics") The following day was nearly gone, and evening had sent on her shadow before her.[33](33/ "tree and pragmatics") Jutta strengthened herself for her sad walk with a prayer, took her lute, and went through the garden into the forest, to the spot where she usually met her lover.[34](34/ "tree and pragmatics") Ernst was not yet there.[35](35/ "tree and pragmatics") She walked some distance in the direction of his cottage to a projection of the mountain, whence she could look down into the vale, and waited there for him.[36](36/ "tree and pragmatics") Lost in her sad thoughts, her fingers swept lightly the strings of the lute, calling forth soft melodious notes.[37](37/ "tree and pragmatics") Finding comfort in the tones, the harmonies grew louder and louder, and she listened with joy to the tones, now fancying them the voice of the nightingale or the thrush.[38](38/ "tree and pragmatics") At last her hands swept wildly over the strings in the strength of her sorrow.[39](39/ "tree and pragmatics") Meanwhile Ernst had approached.[40](40/ "tree and pragmatics") He listened amazed to the tones, which floated to meet him, sounding entirely different from anything he had ever heard from Jutta's lute before.[41](41/ "tree and pragmatics") It was as if a clear harmonious voice called back every note that flew from the strings.[42](42/ "tree and pragmatics") Slowly and in indescribable purity the harmonies echoed through the mountains, and just where Ernst stood the sweet tones trembled in the air, as if the whole vale were one great harp.[43](43/ "tree and pragmatics") "Can there be a cave here," thought Ernst, "which has such a wonderful echo?" and turned over a moss-grown stone with his foot.[44](44/ "tree and pragmatics") Who shall describe his astonishment as he saw a white shimmering stone before him, which extended so deep as he removed the moss?[45](45/ "tree and pragmatics") His exclamation brought Jutta to his side, who at the sight threw herself into his arms with tears of joy.[46](46/ "tree and pragmatics") "We are saved\![47](47/ "tree and pragmatics") It is silver!" they both exclaimed in the same breath.[48](48/ "tree and pragmatics") Of course the earl received a \_Korb\_.[49](49/ "tree and pragmatics") \[2\] Ernst and Jutta were married.[50](50/ "tree and pragmatics") Ernst became the director of the mine, loaded with honours for his discovery, and ever since the valley has been called the Valley of the Lute.[51](51/ "tree and pragmatics") \[2\] \_Korb\_--basket.[52](52/ "tree and pragmatics") \_Er hat einen Korb bekomnen\_, is the German or "He has been rejected;" "he has got the mitten;" that is, "he has got the basket."[53](53/ "tree and pragmatics") Eva von Trotta.[54](54/ "tree and pragmatics") - ← previous: [Legends and Tales., part 15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/16/) - next →: [A Historical Tale., part 1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/18/) - ↑ back to [Legends and tales of the Harz Mountains](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg74323/)