With the feelings brightly glowing,
The old man they cannot conceal--"Thou beggar, wouldst lure, then, my children so dear?
In the pure bosom doth a yearning float,
At table all else is effacedAs for youth, it but swallows, then whistles an air;As for me, to a jovial resort I'd repair,
When the woman heard this cruel message,Mute and full of sorrow stood that true one.At the doors she hears the feet of horses,And bethinks that Asan comes--her husband,To the tower she springs, to leap thence headlong,Her two darling daughters follow sadly,And whilst weeping bitter tears, exclaim they:These are not our father Asan's horses;'Tis thy brother Pintorowich coming!"
It seeks the sun at last.
Happily they reach'd the princess' dwelling,From the dwelling happily they led her.But when they approach'd the house of Asan,Lo! the children saw from high their mother,And they shouted: "To thy halls return thou!Eat thy supper with thy darling children!"Mournfully the wife of Asan heard it,Tow'rd the Suatian prince then turn'd she, saying:"Let, I pray, the Suatians and the horsesAt the loved ones' door a short time tarry,That I may give presents to my children."
By new-born flow'rs that full of dew-drops hung;The youthful day awoke with ecstacy,And all things quicken'd were, to quicken me.
Perchance e'en over the sea;Move onward, ye sheep, then, move onward!
Elements everKnew how to seize at length,
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