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
Next morning Sleepy Tony could not find his consort anywhere. He
remembered what she had told him the evening before, that he must pass
this and all future Thursdays without her. The waiting-maids exerted
themselves to amuse him in every[Pg 63] possible manner; they sang,
played, and performed elegant dances, and then set before him such food
and drink that no prince by birthright could have enjoyed better, and
the day passed quicker than he had expected. After supper he laid
himself to rest, and when the cock had crowed three times, the fair one
returned to him. The same thing happened on every following Thursday.
He often implored his beloved to allow him to fast with her on
Thursdays, but all to no purpose. He troubled his consort again on a
Wednesday with this request, and allowed her no rest; but the mermaid
said, with tears in her eyes, "Take my life, if you please; I would lay
it down cheerfully; but I cannot and dare not yield to your wish to
take you with me on my fast-days."
A year or more might have passed in this manner, when doubts arose in
the mind of Sleepy Tony, which became always more tormenting, and
allowed him no peace. His food became distasteful to him and his sleep
refreshed him not. He feared lest the mermaid might have some other
lover in secret besides himself, in whose arms she passed every
Thursday, while he was obliged to pass his time with the waiting-maids.
He had long ago discovered the room in which the mermaid hid herself[Pg
64] on Thursdays, but how did that help him? The door was always
locked, and the windows were so closely hung with double curtains on
the inside that there was not an opening left as large as a needle's
eye through which a sunbeam, much less a human eye, could penetrate.
But the more impossible it seemed to penetrate this secret, the more
eager grew his longing to get to the very bottom of it. Although he
never breathed a word of the weight upon his mind to the mermaid, she
could see from his altered manner that all was not as it should be.
Again and again she implored him with tears in her eyes not to torment
both himself and her with evil thoughts. "I am free from every fault
against you," she declared, "and I have no secret love nor any other
sin against you on my conscience. But your false suspicion makes us
both miserable, and will destroy the peace of our hearts. I would
gladly give up every moment of my life to you if you wished it, but I
cannot allow you to come near me on my fast-days. It cannot be, for it
would put an end to our love and happiness for ever. We are able to
live quietly and happily together for six days in the week, and how
should the separation of one day be so heavy that you cannot bear
it?"[Pg 65]
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