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
Then the maiden showed the young man to another room, where stood a
silken bed with cushions of down, after which she retired. He thought
he must have gone to heaven with his living body, for he never expected
to find such luxuries on earth. But he could never afterwards tell
whether it was the delusion of dreams or whether he actually heard
voices round his bed crying out words which chilled his heart—"Give no
blood!"
Next morning the maiden asked him whether he would not like to stay
here, where the whole week was one long holiday. And as the youth did
not answer immediately, she added, "I am young and fair, as you see
yourself, and I am under no one's authority, and can do what I like.
Until now, it never entered my head to marry, but from the moment when
I saw you, other thoughts came suddenly into my mind, for you please
me. If we should both be of one mind, let us wed without delay. I
possess endless wealth and goods, as you may easily convince yourself
at every step, and thus I can live in royal state day by day. What[Pg
247]ever your heart desires, that can I provide for you."
The cajoleries of the fair maid might well have turned the youth's
head, but by good fortune he remembered that the birds had called her
the Hell-Maiden, and had warned him to give her no blood, and that he
had received the same warning at night, though whether sleeping or
waking he knew not. He therefore replied, "Dear lady, do not be angry
with me if I tell you candidly that marriage should not be rushed upon
at racehorse speed, but requires longer consideration. Pray therefore
allow me a few days for reflection, until we are better acquainted."
"Why not?" answered the fair maid. "I am quite content that you should
think on the matter for a few weeks, and set your mind at rest."
Lest the youth might feel dull, the maiden led him from one part of the
magnificent house to another, and showed him all the rich storehouses
and treasure-chambers, thinking that it might soften his heart. All
these treasures were the result of magic, for the maiden could have
built such a palace with all its contents on any day and at any place
with the aid of Solomon's Seal. But everything was unsubstantial, for
it was woven of wind,[Pg 248] and dissolved again into the wind,
without leaving a trace behind. But the youth was not aware of this,
and looked upon all the glamour as reality.
One day the maiden led him into a secret chamber, where a gold casket
stood on a silver table. This she showed him, and then said, "Here is
the most precious of all my possessions, the like of which is not to be
found in the whole world. It is a costly golden ring. If you will marry
me, I will give it you for a keepsake, and it will make you the
happiest of all mankind. But in order that the bond of our love should
last for ever, you must give me three drops of blood from the little
finger of your left hand in exchange for the ring."
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