Old and New Volume 4

Old and New Volume 4

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...rested on a mountain-top in the cool, gray morning. Axel knew not the guilt of Olaf. Bewildered, he struggled with the fancies of the night. The serpent had enchanted his brother. Was it the dragon which guarded Ona? Could he seek her again with another moon T He knew that he had-struck, as always, on the moment. He had saved his own life, perhaps his brother's too, from the evil beast. He knew the fearful riddle must be near. Might he not cut his way again, and at once, to the haunt of the may? The fallen man muttered vague words. Axel.--Whatof the night, brother? Olaf.--Cloud, darkness, gloom. Axel.--What of thyself? Olaf.--I was not, and I am; I am njt, yet am less than I was. Axel.--What didst thou see in the valley below? Olaf.--Truth is a lie; man is nigh unto the brute. The daughter of Truth, like the daughter of woman, is false. Axel.--I like not thy dark sayings. Come, gird thyself, and let us join the host below. The old men are troubled, and the friends of our youth watch for our coming. A deed tried, though undone, is not dead. Cheerily he sought a path; when he turned to look for Olaf he was gone. PART III.--MANHOOD. The tramp of armed men sounded through the courts of Hlymdale, and the joyful neigh of the war-steeds wakened the walls of their home. Brynhild looked forth from her bower, glad, yet dreading the return of her son. As she looked down the slopes of the meadows before the castle, her heart told her the story of the undertaking. No blood-stains nor wounds nor broken weapons betrayed lost fights. The men were weary with failure, and 'sad. The troops moved on, and Axel came riding to the bower of his mother. Naught could tame the eye of Fleta; but the lids hung heavily over the flashing balls. Her hoofs gleamed quickly as of...show more

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  • Paperback | 62 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236577175
  • 9781236577177