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the midst  of  all  your magnificence, it may amuse you to loot
                          hack at those days,"
                             When  Elise  saw  that  which  interested  her  so  deeply,  a
                          smile  played  round  her  month,  and  the  blood  rushed  back
                          to  her  cheeks.     She  thought  of her  brothers’  deli very*  and
                          kissed the king's  hand, while  he pressed  her to his heart,  and
                          ordered all the bells to ring to announce their marriage.         And
                          the  beautiful,  dumb  maid of  tbe  forest,  became  the  queen of
                          the land.
                             The  archbishop whispered slanderous words into  the  king's
                          ears, but they could not reach his heart.  The wedding, lie was
                          determined, should  take place, and the archbishop  himself was
                          obliged to place the crown on the  new queen’s head, though he
                         maliciously pressed down its narrow circlet on  her  forehead,  so
                         that it hurt her.  But a heavier circlet bound her heart, and that
                         was  heT  sorrow for  her  brothers' fate.  She  did  not heed her
                         Ijodily sufferings.  She remained mute, for a single word would
                         have  cost  her  brothers  their  lives;  but  her  eyes  expressed
                         deep  love  for the kind  handsome king, who did everytliing  to
                         please her.  Each  day  she  loved  him  mere  and  more,  Ohj
                         how it would have relieved her          have  told  him her  sorrows,
                         and to  be able to complain !  But dumb she must remain, and
                         in  silence  must  she  finish  her work.  She,  therefore, used to
                         steal away from his  side  at  night,  and  go  into the little room
                         that was decorated like the cave, and there she plaited one coat
                         of  mail after another.
                            On beginniug the seventh, however, there was no flax left.
                            She  knew  that  the  nettles  she  required  grew  in  tie
                         churchyard ;  only she must pluck them herself, and she knew
                         not how she should manage to reach  the spot.
                            “ Oh I  what  is  the  pain  in  my fingers,  compared  to  the
                         anxiety my heart endures? v  thought she.  “ I  must tempt tie
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