The magic ring, Vol. 1 (of 3)La Motte-Fouqué, Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de
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The magic ring, Vol. 1 (of 3)
La Motte-Fouqué, Friedrich Heinrich Karl, Freiherr de
German fiction -- Translations into English; Romances
Just as Otto’s horse took fright at the gleaming bow-windows of a
large and handsome building, Theobaldo said,--“Noble sir, we are now
arrived. Welcome to my humble abode.” Immediately there hastened from
the palace many servants in elegant dresses, who, on a signal from
their master, went to assist the knight; but he threw himself lightly
and carelessly from the saddle, and as they were about to take his
horse by the reins, “Nay, good friends,” said he, “that would prove no
such easy undertaking; for he will not suffer any attendance but mine.
I must myself lead him into the stable, take off the saddle and bridle,
and give him his provender.” The glaring eyes of the charger, and his
unquiet pawing with his fore-hoof, bore witness to the truth of what
his rider had said. So the servants lighted him to a stable, where
there were already many horses, which were all vehemently startled by
the entrance of the stranger guest, stamping and neighing under the
portico, which Otto now brought among them. He was indeed only withheld
by his rider’s serious commands from directly trying his strength
against some of his neighbours; and when the servants busied themselves
in getting a halter to bind him fast, Otto said to them,--“That alone
would be of little service, for he could easily break every band; but
if I bid him be quiet, he will obey me.” Accordingly, he cried in a
stern voice,--“Ruhig Bursch!” whereupon the noble animal stood like a
lamb, and began to eat the corn which his master shook out before him.
Thereafter Otto accompanied Theobaldo, who had waited for him in the
outer hall, into the state-chambers above. Here, in a lofty vaulted
apartment, they found a numerous and brilliant assemblage, while
at the farther end of the room arrangements were made for a kind of
temporary theatre. The floor was raised, and there appeared thereon,
in the back-ground, many figures in costly dresses, who seemed about
to play their parts in some comedy. It was easy to perceive that
Theobaldo was the king of this festival; for, of those who were
least distinguished in the company, all made room for him with deep
obeisance; while others, who were evidently of high rank, ladies and
gentlemen, (the latter often with gold chains like senators,) received
as marks of special favour his apologies, that he who was the master
of the feast should have arrived so late. The performers in the
back-ground of the hall stood still, and were silent, waiting, as it
seemed, for their master’s signal, whether they should proceed or give
over, till Theobaldo, having taken his place with his new guest on a
seat near the stage, kindly nodded to them that the play should be
continued.
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