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<p>but leave every thing to accident. But only the youngest, Gojko keeps<lb/> | |||
'' | his promise. The next day when the repasts are to be carried<lb/> | ||
to the workmen, the two wives who had been apprised of<lb/> | |||
the fairy's communication make excuses, & Gojko's young wife<lb/> | |||
leaves her first born – a child of only a month old – to the care<lb/> | |||
of his sister-in-law, in order not to embarrass her husband's <add>aged</add> mother<lb/> | |||
& her three daughters. She then proceeds at the head of her servants to<lb/> | |||
the building ground – & the agony of death seems to overcome her<lb/> | |||
husband as he sees her approach<del>ed</del>. The unhappy woman<lb/> | |||
asks him the cause of his sorrowful looks, & of the tears that<lb/> | |||
run down his cheeks – & he answers:</p> | |||
<p>Faithful one! it is a gloomy story<lb/> | |||
I possessed a fair – a golden apple<hi rend="superscript">†</hi><lb/> | |||
And to day it dropped in the Bojana<lb/> | |||
And I mourn the loss, in hopeless sorrow</p> | |||
<p>Still she suspects nothing, but says to her husband</p> | |||
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but leave every thing to accident. But only the youngest, Gojko keeps
his promise. The next day when the repasts are to be carried
to the workmen, the two wives who had been apprised of
the fairy's communication make excuses, & Gojko's young wife
leaves her first born – a child of only a month old – to the care
of his sister-in-law, in order not to embarrass her husband's aged mother
& her three daughters. She then proceeds at the head of her servants to
the building ground – & the agony of death seems to overcome her
husband as he sees her approached. The unhappy woman
asks him the cause of his sorrowful looks, & of the tears that
run down his cheeks – & he answers:
Faithful one! it is a gloomy story
I possessed a fair – a golden apple†
And to day it dropped in the Bojana
And I mourn the loss, in hopeless sorrow
Still she suspects nothing, but says to her husband
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