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TALES
OF A
WAYSIDE INN
BY
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW.
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BOSTON:
TICKNOR AND FIELDS.
1863.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1863, by
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW,
in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of
Massachusetts.
UNIVERSITY PRESS:
WELCH, BIGELOW, AND COMPANY,
CAMBRIDGE.
CONTENTS.
TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN.
PAGE
PRELUDE.
THE WAYSIDE INN 1
THE LANDLORD'S TALE.
PAUL REVERE'S RIDE 18
INTERLUDE 26
THE STUDENT'S TALE.
THE FALCON OF SER FEDERIGO 30
INTERLUDE 46
THE SPANISH JEW'S TALE.
THE LEGEND OF RABBI BEN LEVI 49
INTERLUDE 53
THE SICILIAN'S TALE.
KING ROBERT OF SICILY 55
INTERLUDE 69
THE MUSICIAN'S TALE.
THE SAGA OF KING OLAF 71
I. The Challenge of Thor 71
II. King Olaf's Return 74
III. Thora of Rimol 79
IV. Queen Sigrid the Haughty 83
V. The Skerry of Shrieks 88
VI. The Wraith of Odin 94
VII. Iron-Beard 98
VIII. Gudrun 103
IX. Thangbrand the Priest 106
X. Raud the Strong 111
XI. Bishop Sigurd at Salten Fiord 114
XII. King Olaf's Christmas 120
XIII. The Building of the Long Serpent 125
XIV. The Crew of the Long Serpent 130
XV. A Little Bird in the Air 134
XVI. Queen Thyri and the Angelica Stalks 137
XVII. King Svend of the Forked Beard 144
XVIII. King Olaf and Earl Sigvald 149
XIX. King Olaf's War-Horns 152
XX. Einar Tamberskelver 156
XXI. King Olaf's Death-drink 160
XXII. The Nun of Nidaros 165
INTERLUDE 169
THE THEOLOGIAN'S TALE.
TORQUEMADA 173
INTERLUDE 187
THE POET'S TALE.
THE BIRDS OR KILLINGWORTH 189
FINALE 205
BIRDS OF PASSAGE.
FLIGHT THE SECOND.
THE CHILDREN'S HOUR 209
ENCELADUS 212
THE CUMBERLAND 215
SNOW-FLAKES 218
A DAY OF SUNSHINE 220
SOMETHING LEFT UNDONE 222
WEARINESS 224
TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN.
PRELUDE.
THE WAYSIDE INN.
One Autumn night, in Sudbury town,
Across the meadows bare and brown,
The windows of the wayside inn
Gleamed red with fire-light through the leaves
Of woodbine, hanging from the eaves
Their crimson curtains rent and thin.
As ancient is this hostelry
As any in the land may be,
Built in the old Colonial day,
When men lived in a grander way,
With ampler hospitality;
A kind of old Hobgoblin Hall,
Now somewhat fallen to decay,
With weather-stains upon the wall,
And stairways worn, and crazy doors,
And creaking and uneven floors,
And chimneys huge, and tiled and tall.
A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams,
Remote among the wooded hills!
For there no noisy railway speeds,
Its torch-race scattering smoke and gleeds;
But noon and night, the panting teams
Stop under the great oaks, that throw
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