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Rnarodne Srpske Pjresme. Serbian Poular Poetry, Tr. by J. Bowring
Rnarodne Srpske Pjresme Serbian Poular Poetry Tr by J Bowring Author:John Bowring General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1827 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: SERVIAN POPULAR POETRY. ABDUCTION OF THE BEAUTIFUL ICONIA. Golden wine drinks Theodore of Stalach,, In his Castle Stalach, on Morava ; Pours him out the wine his aged mother. While the Vine-fumes to his head were rising, Thus his mother spoke unto the hero: " Son of mine ! thou Theodore of Stalach ! Tell me, wherefore hast thou not espoused thee ? Thou art in thy youthful days of beauty; In thy dwelling now thine aged mother Fain would see thy children play-around her." ' A ruined fortress on the banks of the river Morava. And he answer'd -- Theodore of Stalach -- " God is witness, O my aged mother! I have roamed through many a land and city, But I never found the sought-for maiden; Or, when found the maiden, found I never Friendly feelings in thy mind towards her; And where thou hast shown thy friendly feeling, There I found the maiden false and faithless. But, as yesterday, at hour of sunset, I was wandering near Resava's river, Lo! I glanced on thirty lovely maidens On its banks their yarn and linen bleaching: 'Midst them was the beauteous Iconia, Fairest daughter of the Prince Milutin, He the princely sovereign of Resava. She, indeed, would be a bride to cherish; She, indeed, were worthy of thy friendship : But that maiden is betrothed already; She is promised unto George Irene -- To Irene, for Sredoi, his kinsman. But I '11 win that maiden -- I will win her, Or will perish in the deed, my mother !" But his mother counsell'd him and warn'd him -- " Say not so, my son ! the maid is promised; 'Tis no jest! she is of monarchs' kindred." But the hero c...« less