Said the witch-wife: When thou comest to thyself (for it is not my will
that thou shouldest never have thine own shape again), doubtless the
first thing which thou shalt do with thy new-gained voice and thy
new-gained wit shall be to curse me, and curse me again. Do as thou
wilt herein; but I charge thee, disobey me not, for that shall bring
thee to thy bane. For if thou do not my bidding, and if thou pry into
my matters, and lay bare that which I will have hidden, then will it be
imputed unto thee for guilt, and will I, will I not, I must be avenged
on thee even to slaying: and then is undone all the toil and pain I
have had in rearing thee into a deft and lovely maiden. Deem thou,
then, this present anguish kind to thee, to keep thee that thou come
not to nought.
Now since I have begun speaking, I will go on; for little heretofore
have I spoken to thee what was in mine heart. Well I wot that thou
thinkest of me but as of an evil dream, whereof none can aught but long
to awake from it. Yet I would have thee look to this at least; that I
took thee from poverty and pinching, and have reared thee as faithfully
as ever mother did to child; clemming thee never, smiting thee not so
oft, and but seldom cruelly. Moreover, I have suffered thee to go
whereso thou wouldest, and have compelled thee to toil for nought but
what was needful for our two livelihoods. And I have not stayed thy
swimmings in the lake, nor thy wanderings in the wood, and thou hast
learned bowshot there, till thou art now a past-master in the craft:
and, moreover, thou art swift-foot as the best of the deer, and mayest
over-run any one of them whom thou wilt.
Soothly a merry life hast thou had as a child, and merry now would be
thy life, save for thine hatred of me. Into a lovely lily-lass hast
thou grown. That I tell thee now, though my wont has been to gird at
thee for the fashion of thy body; that was but the word of the mistress
to the thrall. And now what awaiteth thee? For thou mayst say: I am
lonely here, and there is no man to look on me. Of what avail,
therefore, is my goodliness and shapeliness? Child, I answer thee that
the time is coming when thou shalt see here a many of the fairest of
men, and then shalt thou be rather rose than lily, and fully come to
womanhood; and all those shall love and worship thee, and thou mayst
gladden whom thou wilt, and whom thou wilt mayst sadden; and no lack
soever shalt thou have of the sweetness of love, or the glory of
dominion.
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