The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That CountryKirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
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The Hero of Esthonia and Other Studies in the Romantic Literature of That Country
Kirby, W. F. (William Forsell)
Estonian literature; Estonian literature -- History and criticism
which your heart can desire, and you shall want for nothing. I will
watch over and protect you as the apple of my eye, so that neither wind
nor rain nor frost shall touch you."
Sleepy Tony stood for a time uncertain what to answer, though every
word of the maiden was like a flaming arrow in his heart. At last he
stammered out an inquiry as to whether her home was very far away. "We
can reach it with the speed of the wind, if you have confidence in me,"
answered the mermaid. Then Sleepy Tony remembered many sayings which he
had heard about the mermaid, and his heart failed him, and he asked for
three days to[Pg 55] make up his mind. "I will agree to your wish,"
said the mermaid, "but lest you should again be doubtful, I will put my
gold ring on your finger before we part, that you may not forget to
return. When we are better acquainted, this pledge may serve as an
engagement ring." She then drew off the ring, placed it on the youth's
little finger, and vanished as if she had melted into air. Sleepy Tony
stood staring with wide-open eyes, and would have supposed it was all a
dream, if the sparkling ring on his finger had not been proof to the
contrary. But the ring seemed like a strange spirit, which left him no
peace or rest anywhere. He wandered aimlessly about the shore all
night, and always returned to the rock on which the maiden had been
sitting; but the stone was cold and vacant. In the morning he lay down
for a short time, but uneasy dreams disturbed his sleep. When he awoke,
he felt neither hunger nor thirst, and all his thoughts were directed
towards the evening, when he hoped to see the mermaid again. The day
waned at last, and evening approached, the wind sank, the birds in the
alder-bushes left off singing and tucked their tired heads under their
wings, but that evening he saw the mermaid nowhere.[Pg 56]
He wept bitter tears of sorrow and trouble, and reflected bitterly on
his folly in having hesitated to seize the good fortune offered to him
the evening before, when a cleverer fellow would have grasped at it
with both hands. But regret and complaint were useless now. The night
and the day which followed were equally painful to him, and his trouble
weighed upon him so much that he never felt hunger. Towards sunset he
sat down with an aching heart on the rock where the mermaid had sat two
evenings ago. He began to weep bitterly, and exclaimed, sobbing, "If
she does not come back to me, I will live no longer, but either die of
hunger on this rock, or cast myself headlong into the waves, and end my
miserable life in the depths of the sea."
I know not how long he sat thus on the rock in his distress, but at
last he felt a soft warm hand laid upon his forehead. When he looked
up, he saw the maiden before him, and she said tenderly, "I have seen
your bitter suffering and heard your longing sighs, and could not
withdraw myself longer, though the time does not expire till to-morrow
night."
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