Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, RichterCarlyle, Thomas
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Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, Richter
Carlyle, Thomas
German fiction -- Translations into English
The young man felt himself unworthy of the gentle virgin's gift; and
blushed that he should receive it and make no return. With ineloquent
lips, but with looks so much the more eloquent, he took mournful leave
of her; and at the gate below found two white Steers awaiting him, as
sleek and glittering as of old the godlike Bull, on whose smooth back
the virgin Europa swam across the blue sea waves. Joyfully he loosed
them from the post, and drove them softly on before him. The distance
home seemed but a few ells, so much was his spirit busied with the fair
Libussa: and he vowed, that as he never could obtain her love, he would
love no other all his days. The old Knight rejoiced in the return of his
son; and still more in learning that the oracle of the fair heiress
agreed so completely with his own wishes. As husbandry had been
appointed by the gods for the young man's trade, he lingered not in
harnessing his white Steers, and yoking them to the plough. The first
trial prospered to his wish: the bullocks had such strength and alacrity
that they turned over in a single day more land than twelve yoke of oxen
commonly can master: for they were fiery and impetuous, as the Bull is
painted in the Almanac, where he rushes from the clouds in the sign of
April; not sluggish and heavy like the Ox, who plods on with his holy
consorts, in our Gospel-Book, phlegmatically, as a Dutch skipper in a
calm.
Duke Czech, who had led the first colony of his people into Bohemia, was
now long ago committed to his final rest, yet his descendants had not
been promoted to succeed him in his princely dignity. The Magnates had
in truth, at his decease, assembled for a new election; but their wild
stormy tempers would admit of no reasonable resolution. Self-interest
and self-sufficiency transformed the first Bohemian Convention of
Estates into a Polish Diet: as too many hands laid hold of the princely
mantle, they tore it in pieces, and no one of them obtained it. The
government had dwindled to a sort of Anarchy; every one did what was
right in his own eyes; the strong oppressed the weak, the rich the
poor, the great the little. There was now no public security in the
land; yet the frank spirits of the time thought their new republic very
well arranged: "All is in order," said they, "every thing goes on its
way with us as well as elsewhere; the wolf eats the lamb, the kite the
dove, the fox the cock." This artless constitution could not last: when
the first debauch of fancied freedom had gone off, and the people were
again grown sober, reason asserted its rights; the patriots, the honest
citizens, whoever in the nation loved his country, joined together to
destroy the idol Hydra, and unite the people once more under a single
head. "Let us choose a Prince," said they, "to rule over us, after the
manner of our fathers, to tame the froward, and exercise right and
justice in the midst of us. Not the strongest, the boldest, or the
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