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 opened the casket and took out the ring, which shone
through her fingers like the brightest sun-ray. Then she placed it in
jest on the middle finger of her left hand, and told the youth to take
a knife and stab her with it wherever he liked, for it would not hurt
her. The youth protested against the proposed experiment; but, as she
insisted, he was obliged to humour her. At first he[Pg 251] began in
play, and then in earnest to try to strike the maiden with the knife;
but it seemed as if there was an invisible wall of iron between them.
The blade would not pierce it, and the maiden stood before him unhurt
and smiling. Then she moved the ring to her ring-finger, and in an
instant she vanished from the eyes of the youth, and he could not
imagine what had become of her. Presently she stood before him smiling,
in the same place as before, holding the ring between her fingers.
"Let me try," said he, "whether I can also do these strange things with
the ring."
The maiden suspected no deceit, and gave it to him.
The youth pretended he did not quite know what to do with it and asked,
"On which finger must I place the ring to become invulnerable to sharp
weapons?" "On the ring-finger of the left hand," said the maiden,
smiling. She then took the knife herself and tried to strike him, but
could not do him any harm. Then the youth took the knife from her and
tried to wound himself, but he found that this too was impossible. Then
he asked the maiden how he could cleave stones and rocks with the ring.
She took him to the enclosure where stood a block of granite a fathom
high. "Now[Pg 252] place the ring," said the maiden, "on the thumb of
your left hand, and then strike the stone with your fist, and you will
see the strength of your hand." The youth did so, and to his amazement
he saw the stone shiver into a thousand pieces under the blow. Then he
thought, "He who does not seize good fortune by the horns is a fool,
for when it has once flown, it never returns." While he was still
jesting about the destruction of the stone, he played with the ring,
and slipped it suddenly on the ring-finger of his left hand. Then cried
the maiden, "You will remain invisible to me until you take off the
ring again." But this was far from the young man's thoughts. He hurried
forwards a few paces, and then moved the ring to the little finger of
his left hand, and soared into the air like a bird. When the maiden saw
him flying away, she thought at first that this experiment too was only
in jest, and cried out, "Come back, my friend. You see now that I have
told you the truth." But he who did not return was the youth, and when
the maiden realised his treachery, she broke out into bitter
lamentations over her misfortune.
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