The Rhine; its scenery and historical and legendary associations (1845) (14597934180)

Identifier: rhineitssceneryh00hunt (find matches)
Title: The Rhine; its scenery and historical and legendary associations
Year: 1845 (1840s)
Authors: Hunt, Frederick Knight, 1814-1854. (from old catalog)
Subjects: Legends
Publisher: London, J. How
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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ever be a lawyer. In a moment he was at his mothers side, and taking one of her hands in bothof his, he walked obediently with her, as she led the way down a small street on the left hand, and entereda house. The boy lookedround about him, and turn-ing to the youngest girl,said, I am sure you willlike this place, sister. Donot be sorry we have leftCologne — we shall soonlearn to love Antiverp asdearly as you loved yourold home on the Rhine In a week the Widowand her children wereleading the quiet life of aquiet Flemish family. Peterwas busily engaged inlearning languages, whichhe did with great facility,and in talking about his in-tended study of the law,—the profession of his father.But its dry details andsubtle niceties were notadapted to his warm ima-gination. His spirityearned for things morebright and glowing. Whenthe attire of his brethrenand his sisters was dis-cussed, he always gave hisvoice and vote in favourof gay silks and rich vel-The Cathedral. vets beyond the mothers
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ANTWERP. 9 means. When a fete day called forth the holiday attire, it was Peter who arrangedthe disposition of the family wardrobe, and criticised the garments of the multitudeof citizens who thronged the Cathedral at High Mass; and when the mass wasdone, and the host of worshippers had departed, Peter would still linger beforethe picture of some saint, or stand by the hour watching the forms of the solitarypenitents who knelt in prayer on the floor of the Cathedral, or in some one of itsmany chapels. The flood of rich light that then streamed through the loftypainted windows of the nave was another source of joy to him, — an objectalmost of his adoration, and he would gaze upon the gold and jewels and richcarvings of the grand altar, until its gorgeousness became almost a part of hismental self. With a thirsty mind, he drank in all that his eye could discover ofthe majestic and the gorgeous; and when his thoughts were forced by duty fromtheir favourite theme, to the petty quirks, t