“For where belief dwells, the spider may not stir, neither by day nor by night.”
Jeremias Gotthelf“Then the green man’s face grew even blacker, the red beard so red it seemed to crackle and sparkle like fir twigs on the fire; the mouth contracted to an arrow-like point before it opened to inquire in the sweetest, gentlest tones.”
Jeremias Gotthelf, Die schwarze Spinne“Hard by the church stood the public house; so often the two are closely conjoined, honorably sharing both joys and sorrows.”
Jeremias Gotthelf, Die schwarze Spinne“For where belief dwells, the spider may not stir, neither by day nor by night.”
Jeremias Gotthelf, Die schwarze Spinne