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Excerpt from Melusine
Once on a time and in the years of yore A maiden lived whom earthly mother bore And fairies stole. H er name was Melusine, And whom she served was of the fairies Queen. This Queen so loved her for her lovely face And for her courtesy and for her grace, She bade her on a day a boon to choose Ask what she would, she could her naught refuse. ''i choose,'' quoth she, to be an earthly maid And though they chided and for all they prayed, She would but this. Then though the Queen were loth, Yet she must yield, for saving of her oath, Far as she might (since out of fairy thrall, Queen though she were, she might not free her all); So spake and answered Thou shalt serve,'' quoth she, One night in seven. For the rest, go free. But, Melusine, betray not us and ours, Nor bring with thee no mortals to our bowers. This, Melusine, thou diest, if thou dost.'' Bowed Melusine as meekly as she must. No better ways her freedom was to win, So forth she went. Here doth her tale begin. N igh to a forest rose a slippery steep Of burnt brown turf, a pasturage of sheep.
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Once on a time and in the years of yore A maiden lived whom earthly mother bore And fairies stole. H er name was Melusine, And whom she served was of the fairies Queen. This Queen so loved her for her lovely face And for her courtesy and for her grace, She bade her on a day a boon to choose Ask what she would, she could her naught refuse. ''i choose,'' quoth she, to be an earthly maid And though they chided and for all they prayed, She would but this. Then though the Queen were loth, Yet she must yield, for saving of her oath, Far as she might (since out of fairy thrall, Queen though she were, she might not free her all); So spake and answered Thou shalt serve,'' quoth she, One night in seven. For the rest, go free. But, Melusine, betray not us and ours, Nor bring with thee no mortals to our bowers. This, Melusine, thou diest, if thou dost.'' Bowed Melusine as meekly as she must. No better ways her freedom was to win, So forth she went. Here doth her tale begin. N igh to a forest rose a slippery steep Of burnt brown turf, a pasturage of sheep.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Paperback
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Author
George Ernle
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780243331123
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 0.4 cm
Page Count - 65
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