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Updated: July 11, 2025
Now, if anyone requires a proof of this marvellous story, is there not the Liebfrauenmilch, most delicious of wines to convince him of its truth? The Maidens Caprice In the town of Worms there stands an old manor, built in the style of the Renaissance and known as the Wampolder Hof.
'Never talk much; but an ye say nothing to the Baron, thrusting his hand into the straw 'here's what's better than speaking. 'Well said! Eh? Liebfrauenmilch? Ho, ho! a rare bleed! Striking the neck of the flask on a wheel, the trooper applied it to his mouth, and ceased not deeply ingurgitating till his face was broad to the sky and the bottle reversed.
I seldom meet a man like you; and, when I do, I like to be remembered. This is a true good wine, real Liebfrauenmilch, which I only give to choice customers. 'Welcome it is! sang Guy to her arch looks; 'but I must pay for it. 'Not a pfennig! said the landlady. 'Not one? 'Not one ! she repeated, with a stamp of the foot.
In his delight he christened the wine Liebfrauenmilch, signifying Milk of our Blessed Lady. The Devil was furious at this reference to the Holy Virgin, but he consoled himself with the thought that in due course the mans soul would be his.
Good stuff, washed down with superior Rhine wine; say your Liebfrauenmilch for my taste; though, when I first tried it, I grimaced like a Merry-Andrew, and remembered roast beef and Glo'ster ale in my prayers. The Goshawk was in the act of replacing the pot of lilies, when a blow from a short truncheon, skilfully flung, struck him on the neck and brought him to the ground.
I seldom meet a man like you; and, when I do, I like to be remembered. This is a true good wine, real Liebfrauenmilch, which I only give to choice customers. 'Welcome it is! sang Guy to her arch looks; 'but I must pay for it. 'Not a pfennig! said the landlady. 'Not one? 'Not one! she repeated, with a stamp of the foot.
The little dejeuner was a perfect rapprochement, in the light-hearted happiness of the hour. Clayton had cast aside all suspicion when he left the doors of the Western Trading Company, and over the Liebfrauenmilch and Tokayer he found a new eloquence.
'Never talk much; but an ye say nothing to the Baron, thrusting his hand into the straw 'here's what's better than speaking. 'Well said! Eh? Liebfrauenmilch? Ho, ho! a rare bleed! Striking the neck of the flask on a wheel, the trooper applied it to his mouth, and ceased not deeply ingurgitating till his face was broad to the sky and the bottle reversed.
Good stuff, washed down with superior Rhine wine; say your Liebfrauenmilch for my taste; though, when I first tried it, I grimaced like a Merry-Andrew, and remembered roast beef and Glo'ster ale in my prayers. The Goshawk was in the act of replacing the pot of lilies, when a blow from a short truncheon, skilfully flung, struck him on the neck and brought him to the ground.
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