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
They quickened their pace as they crossed the deep sand of the
heath, but no smoke nor fire nor steam from the kettle could be
seen. They rushed into the house, but the fire was out and the
hearth was cold. Again and again they shouted to their
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mother, but there was no answer save the echo. The evening
became darker and stiller, and the brothers went out to search
in different directions. The youngest went down to the beach,
where he found such traces of his mother's presence that he
concluded that she had been carried off by her disappointed
suitor, the Finnish sorcerer.
The eldest brother proposed that they should eat their supper
and go to sleep, hoping that a dream might show them where to
seek for their mother. The second assented, hoping that Ukko
would send them a vision; but the youngest was unwilling to put
off till to-morrow what might be done to-day, and finally
determined to repair to his father's grave.
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From his grave there spoke the father—
"Who upon the sand is treading,
With his feet the grave disturbing?
In my eyes the sand is running,
On my eyelids grass is pressing."
The youth told his father who he was, and all his trouble, and
implored him to rise and help him. But his father answered that
he could not rise, for the rocks lay on his breast, lilies of
the
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valley on his eyelids, harebells on his eyes, and red flowers
on his cheeks. But he prayed the wind to show his son the
right path, and a gentle zephyr to guide him on the way
pointed out by the stars of heaven. So the young hero returned
to the sea-shore and followed his mother's footprints till
they were lost in the sea. He gazed over the sea and shore,
but could detect no further traces of her, nor was any boat in
sight. There he sat till it grew quite dark, and the moon and
stars appeared in the sky; but winds and waves, sea and sky,
moon and stars, alike were silent, and brought him no tidings
of his mother.
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CANTO IV
THE ISLAND MAIDEN
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