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King Eric and the Outlaws, Vol. 2

King Eric and the Outlaws, Vol. 2

Bernhard Severin Ingemann

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King Eric and the Outlaws, Vol. 2 by Bernhard Severin Ingemann

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KING ERIC

AND

THE OUTLAWS.

VOL. II.

London:

Printed by A. Spottiswoode,

New-Street-Square.

KING ERIC

AND

THE OUTLAWS;

OR,

THE THRONE, THE CHURCH, AND THE PEOPLE,

IN THE THIRTEENTH CENTURY.

BY

INGEMANN

TRANSLATED FROM THE DANISH BY

JANE FRANCES CHAPMAN.

* * *

IN THREE VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

* * *

LONDON:

LONGMAN, BROWN, GREEN, & LONGMANS,

PATERNOSTER-ROW.

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