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ROMANIAN
SONGS AND
BALLADS
ROMANIAN SONGS
AND BALLADS
BY
R.
STEWART PATTERSON
London
Haymarket
767568,
Publithtd in
TO
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CLASSIC SOIL IS
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BY THE
WHO
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INSPIRED BY
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HEATHSIDE
SANDBRSTEAD
Preface
THE
Rev.
the
Forces,
Stewart
R.
Patterson,
Chaplain to
pleasure
in
of
his
Romanian
numerous
friends
presenting
The
country.
their
to
selection
is
judiciously
chosen,
characteristic
dered,
while
in
My
husband
and
am
old
are
sure
that
friends
of
Mr. Take
<,tk t
1917.
TAKE JONESCO.
Love
a Nation's legends,
the Ballads of a people,
That
like
Voices from
afar oft
Speak
in lines so
plain
and childlike
Contents
PAO*
CINEL! CINEL
"THE CUCKOO
17
19
DOINA OF HAPPINESS
WAR
MELUCA
MIORITA
MOVILA
SBURATORUL
SFIRSIT DE
'*
31
34
37
39
43
50
55
58
.61
TOAMNA
28
SONT MULTSHUMIT
TUNETUL
l6
24
54
"
'3
64
67
YUCHSA
A BROTHER
OF THE LORD
BARSHAN ZURAI
DOLKA
PACK
...
69
72
74
86
106
"DoAMNiTZA CHALGA"
.117
GLOSSARY
125
127
NOTES
ROMANIAN SONGS
AND BALLADS
Cinel!!
Cinel!
" FVE
must be read,"
"
Two
Cinel!!
Guess,
Cinel
ii
The shepherd
"
When
Its
this flow'ret
sweetly
colour rivals ruby roses,
closes,
17
Cinel
it
lilies
Ballads
Or
must
caress it."
kisses
Cinel
in
Two
little
wings
so soft
Cinel!!
and white,
as if for flight,
fair in his
strong
arm
lies.
Cinel
the
Dove"
The Cuckoo.
"
Till next
love."
Gallant
really
And
little ruffler,
cannot hearken
fear thy
mother
scold,
For she
And
So
is
Witch Queen,
so at least
I'm
told.
He.
"
darling,
sweet coquettish
love,
Dearest, listen to
my
prayer and be
Dove."
19
my
Turtle
2O
Ballads
She.
"
No
No
No
thy prayer
dear Cuckoo
cannot grant
cunning nest."
He.
"
Ah
cruel one,
if
all
thy
charms conceal,
I'll
I'll
from death
With
my
rescue thee
kisses I shall
with
I'll
breath.
cherish thee,
love."
She.
"
Oh
really dear,
decline,
I'm
sorry,
but
still
must
is
"21
mine,
And though
for
I'd hie
me many
and
a mile,
suffer
thy sake,
If longer
you
will tease
me,
I'll
to yonder
flee
lake
Amongst the
rushes green
I'll
slender
waterplant
into
bending
reed.
chest,
He.
" If
shall I
be
now
"
my Love
to a reed
is
changed,
follow in
I'll
pursuit,
Then
shepherd boy,
I'll
make of
on you
I'll
warm throughout
the
softly play,
And
I'll
livelong day !
cherish thee, oh
thee
my
dearest one
I'll
give
for
life,
So surely you
"
wife
!
kisses
will
now
consent to be
my
loving
22
Ballads
She.
"
I really
must not
listen,
feather,
Your mother's
image
blest,
And hidden by
thee
I'll rest.
Though
often shall
"
debonair
think of thee,
my
lover
He.
" Hide where thou
wilt, sweet Turtle,
not the least,
I'll
it
matters
Deacon or
as
Priest.
The convent
gates shall
open
I'll
again,
And day by
I'll visit
every fane,
And
every image
shrine,
I shall scan,
and bow
at every
"The Cuckoo
Until
my
23
at thine.
So be no longer
bride
Come,
cruel,
my
side
but nestle by
my
"
!
She.
"
Alas, I fear
voice,
me
wildly, I have
no other
choice
But forth to
rejoice."
fly
Doina of Happiness
MY
And seem
voice of thine.
And
Thy
By
night,
by day,
dream of
mine,
And seem
voice of thine.
And make
it
meet
for
man
Heaven,
Doina of Happiness
By
by day,
night,
dream of
25
mine,
And seem
voice of thine.
Though
My
spirit
may
itself
oppress,
By
mine,
And seem
voice of thine.
Thy
love's
my
sun
my
soul a flower
Which oped
When
And seem
voice of thine.
maiden
fair
With the
Had
With
dew
I'd
tell.
If I
If
If
My
To my
"
:
Oh
all
sweetheart, by the
the sky."
Outstrip yon swallows darting through
"
Oh valiant brethren
To the chiefs I'd call
:
mine,
O'er your brave bosoms trace the Holy sign
And vow that never on the battlefield
Whilst
life
Awake
Strike
now
for hearth
country dear."
and home,
for kin
and
OH
My
lo
parlous quest
the dragon, grim and old,
Whose
coils
entwine in sable
Awaits thee in
So
fold,
mountain hold
his
Fetlogovet.
Oh
My
With club
in hand,
I'll
lair,
do and dare
Zamfira.
Oh
flashing eye
29
When
That
Nor heeds his victims' souls, which
Ransomed to the pitying sky
From dungeons
lie,
fly
Fetlogovet.
White
as
Before
know.
Zamfira.
Oh
my
tears I shed,
girlish mirth.
Above the
Fetlogovet.
Oh
Oh
bird
flowers
of
the mountain,
30
Now, sweet
one,
list
Ballads
to me.
Hear
See
Where thunders
And
flies
o'er the
sea
foaming
Zamfira.
With
radiant,
voice
Thy
Thy form
ruddy ray ;
hear in breeze and stream
I see
in every golden
'Neath sunlight,
dream
beam
By
twilight,
dawn, or day
Fetlogovet.
Shine
like
Forth must
twin
stars
above
to flight,
WAN
On
pall-less plank, a
Nor
tear-drops
fell
from e'en
sorrowing sigh,
a single eye,
the robber
chief,
No
"
"
Is this pale
"
thing
Romania's dread
With murdered
land
victims
filled
"
our shuddering
circle stept
31
32
Ballads
fell
patt'ring on the clay-cold cheeks,
to the people, thus the old man speaks
His tears
Then
"
shelter
from above
my head
My wife, my children,
Wandered
When
lo
this
man, who
lies
night,
Rode up the
And
hillside,
thus he cried
on
See
here
Come,
is
copper
'tis
to
head
to the proof.'
him who's
passed
away."
as
snow.
Then
corse,
33
Heaven,
That Groza's
forgiven.
sinful soul
through
it
might be
The
A
Last Parade
Queen
Elizabeta's
(Carmen Sylva)
"
On
Slow
is
this
thy
last
parade.
Thou who
Speedest not
now
shrill,
Until
my
blood runs
34
chill.
The
Last Parade
35
my
chiefest
stay,
alas
fade
Though
if
Ah
I see
arisen
Who
Yes
do
voice
see thee
For love of
Thy
Thy form
As
tears
The
me
Thy
will
36
Mine
My
Ballads
Thy Queen
salutes thee
Farewell
long
General, adieu
Good
Night.
The
Little
MY little white
In
circles
For
No
Or
bird,
White Bird
why
hoverest thou
?
summer
And why
As thy
so sad
sisters
is
gay and
blest,
sing
Of the woodland
glade
Then why
Why
Oh
plumage
Sweet
art
little
37
sky
38
is
Ballads
cloudless,
And
My sisters
my
falls,
With greedy
And
my
brother
eyes
vulture fierce
whose glances
pierce,
With
startled air,
Meluca
THE
O'er
many
a dale
and
dell,
"
Beware Meluca's
who
stray.
spell."
By
"
Beware Meluca's
spell."
The green
39
40
"
Ballads
"
Sweet
girl," he cried,
pray do not haste,
with
swell
My lips
dryness
I die thy water cool to taste
;
My
"
thirst I
his
wrath deride,
"
No
as if
by
side,
shell."
no
With words
so fierce
secret
now
I tell.
Kell.
An
one
like Kell. 1
obsolete English
word meaning
food.
Meluca
Hear now
my
words,
risk
4.
not a
loss,
For
if
And
"
breathed
said,
a soft farewell.
Our Mircea
The forest's
"
divine,
Adieu," he
and
Where
The pail he
cries,
fell
around with
mournful sound,
bell.
4-2
The
He
Ballads
lowers full
Then
The
With
Then loud
For
he
the demons
sips,
yell,
Beware Meluca's
float
spell."
Had
Each
evil sprite
And
had
ta'en flight
spell.
Miorita
how
Romanian shepherd
is
locked
in
up
his
flocks.
It
is
HIGH on
a terraced
mountain's
the Forest."
side, in pastures
The
first a
Rouman from
flocks
Danube's strand,
The second from the Vranchian
from Magyar land.
hills,
the third
unto him
tear the
The Rouman
belong
silk,
44
Ballads
Magyar's
Red hatred
filled
the
breast,
soul possessed
The
And
away.
raven-haired
country of
As thus he
He
young shepherd
and
from
friends,
and the
his heart.
Through
"
the
all
and plaintive
Oh
As with
its
sad
bleat.
Rouman
his pet
"
?
the
softly said,
a kindly
ferer's head.
little suf-
Miorita
"
To
"
45
"
pray
come with me
draw thy
German
knife,
Oh, lamb of
doomed
Birsa,
red hands of
mountain high
By the
faithful
lamb,
if
am
to die
traitors,
faithless
when I'm
men, upon
slain,
this
by thy low
voice be told,
For, to
my
still
And
my
fold.
flock of sheep
So pray
there shall
be near,
and goats,
my dogs
hear.
my
make
for
slayers, little
lamb, three
flutes to
me,
One of elder, and one of bone, and one of the
beechen tree.
46
Ballads
my
I lie,
That through
The
As
tell,
the bone
elder
fills.
My
Will
know
I call
them
Then
And
shall
among
they gather by
mourning wood,
wail for me, their
my
tears of blood.
And
tell
and
fair
say
on
of the
bright
my
was hurled,
Which gleaming
fell
beside
my
Miorita
47
That
down
forest, as witnesses
in a misty
vest,
Was
who
solemnly our
And
of
as
fierce
wedding
choristers
were birds
of plumage bright,
While
for
golden
our wedding
torches
gleamed the
stars of night.
thou
chance to meet
e'er
In distant lands a
wand'ring
With
woman
aged,
with weary,
feet,
sable robes
dye,
Who
passer
by
asks
each
48
Ballads
if
they're kings
if
son in grief,
my
relief.
Say that
me
my
lot
is
peaceful,
how my
flocks beside
lie,
That
I've
How
music
wedded
around me,
who
our
as I sleep in
royal bed,
my
slumbering head.
Of
word
to
my
mother, oh
my
nuptial day
upon
in his glory,
While the
nesses looked
down.
forest,
as
wit-
Miorita
Or
Was
whom
the
was blessed,
a stately
clouds
Nor
49
upon
its
crest
who
their
Movila
THE Ox head
But
chosen few
field to
view.
alas
his steed
By a
Then the sorrowing Prince strokes the silken mane
Of the charger he never shall mount again.
To his side steps Puria, named the Short,
'
'
Movila
51
From which
to
the
saddle with
ease
you'll
leap."
o'er,
And deeds
Then his
little
Knight
Who had
So
a squire
he sent with
his
a horse
bedight
high behest
to be his guest,
For he with the Prince that night must sup
And their victory crown with a loving-cup.
Without delay the Knight obeyed,
52
"
My
To
So
trusty friend,
Ballads
in direst need,
The
hands,
'
heap,
But
Of
higher
take.
'
'
Movila
53
'
'
To
By my
Faith we've
won
seat,
When
both in
The
OH
May
River Pruth
Like
a fierce
An
May
May
our foes
Find in thee
Oh
Oh
Far
as
54
Sania
(The Sledge)
ROUND
as
As
I cry,
To
DRAGA
MIA, haste,
My
Magyar
and strong,
You
smile,
my
love, at
my
little sleigh,
Now
it
put
off
I,
to the test.
at last,
love,
my
own,
a flying throne.
toss
To
Twin
While
silv'ry bells
Swing
to
and
fro,
56
And
Ballads
Birjar yells,
The
crystal
crust.
o'er the
Loom
From
The
mood
Till
merry leaps,
he leaves his sport for
At the
russet squirrel
so
cozy nest
glowing West.
moon
Sania
Amongst
some most
57
blest,
So sweet
death
Sburatorul
Two
meet nigh
fountain
in the street,
"
feet.
why
so swiftly
takes in thrall
From
his
Then
lip.
flower or cherry
the baskets that they carry,
So 'tis said in ancient tale, handed
From
Sybils pale,
Whose
fail.
down from
Sburatorul
Mariora,
those sighs
why
velvet eyes
do
Why
Tell
Why
it
cast
down thy
me why
Can
59
"
?
" Sister
mine, the tale you've told, deftly culled
violets lie
concealed,
And
their
sunset's
mystic hour,
elfin's
power
necklets fair,
As he
kisses
brow and
tell
me how
Olga mia,
broken now,
And
cheeks.
it
hap's
THY
necklet's
brow
Has the
elfin to
THEE spoken
"
?
60
Ballads
Thus
One young
had
prest,
Further
still
another lover
speeds,
By
Sfirsit
Toamna
de
(End of Autumn)
I
THE
And
swallows
flit
unguarded leaves,
no more around the eaves.
Meadows
No
While
leafless trees in
in
The
lifeless leaves so
Whirls them
before
it
down
paths
Through
dells
and
61
dales.
the woodland
62
Ballads
IV
Palls of pale mists lie 'neath the leaden sky,
And
ill
of
omen, croak
No
And
coils
of icy chain.
VI
The
As
And
halt to
The
yells
of souls in pain.
VII
While
Sfirsit
de
Toamna
63
VIII
The
faithful watch-dogs
They guard
land,
And
IX
The work-worn
black dearth.
fire,
frost,
"Sunt Multshumit"
(I
WOUNDED
!
content)
Ah
am
fell,
brown blood
stain
March
forth to
war
"
again.
Wounded
Will break
And
to death,
my
Mother's heart
Trill out a
my
bride
bear,
my
sweet,
air.
merry
Yet I'm content Sunt multshumit,
For I know that with solemn prayer,
With folded hands and tear- fraught eyes
"
They'll breathe
my name
skies."
64
to the mourning
grown
Since
The
65
it
Yet
Or
a spirit-voice
Content
When
am
Sunt multshumit."
true,
"
With
Then
"
is
field is
won."
am
content
Sunt multshumit
of
66
Ballads
sweet,
grave
burning lips
of
words
love.
speak
"
But they reply
No, hero, no
We live whilst thou art not,
To him
flies fleet,
Sunt multshumit."
Tunetul
(The Spring Thunder)
it
looks
fair.
Unwelcome
fall,
Hark
Hark to the Voice of swollen streams,
For the Ice King's fetter yields,
!
And
Fill
in
floods
fields.
The
coils
68
Ballads
forts,
And
Heaven's
artillery speaks.
voice,
And
With beat
of wings a rift
is
made,
And sunbeams
darting through,
Gild the plumes of a passing stork
Which
And
fields
of tasselled maize.
fruit,
Ventul
(The Wind)
A WAYWARD
wight
is
And
Or bends with
While
his
bells,
Then
his
as
flame's red
tongue
The
crackling
Then he
wheat straw
licks.
And
yo
Ballads
The
He
star
skies.
Dead
levels
With raiment
He
dwells
And
his
lays.
She soothes
And
his
From
the
lips
balm
Then
her
tears
he
cries
kiss
Ventul
"
7
glorious fun
'
Yuchsa! Yuchsa!!
THE winds o'er the heath blow
The stars shine o'er the seas,
As the Gypsies
Beneath the
chill
Yuchsa
And
my
bride, sweet
maid
Yuchsa
My
Would
thrall
Yuchsa
Yuchsa
Xc
Free are the birds
And free are the wild
!
But
freer
far the
by
73
in the air,
stags
yonder
Gypsies are
Yuchsa
Yuchsa
He.
Diamonds and
Oh Sweet
my
On couch shalt thou lie, bright with scarlet
When thou dwellst in my stately city.
!
Yuchsa
dye,
She.
My Lord,
girls,
mine
you
my teeth are more white than your
My eyes gleam like diamonds divine
See
All that
offer
is
For
pearls,
My
My
dead
For
which
leave not
till
crags,
Yuchsa
RADU RADESCU by
On
With
He'd
stolen
With
arm
awaits.
Justina's side
And doth
To
give the
hungry
all
on earth he had.
To
And
Muttered
At
last
And Radu
But
first
he
casts
matted beard.
is
found,
Holy ground,
A
And
lo
Who
He
runs to
"
pardon crave, oh
My
My soul is
basket's
"
75
No
Come,
Come
empty
with
me
to dine
eggs have
I've given
in his ear
them
rise,
within
all
my
my
friend,
basket
time ago
a little
and
lo
the
way
will
show."
To
lead,
Who
But
sullen stood
She
lays the
And
mutters
and
board at
"
:
bites
last
will sit
down."
76
The
On
frugal fare
Both on
'
Radu, curious,
Why
burns
breast
"
so
asks his
bright
drowsy guest
that
cross
upon thy
doth
Why
fed
salt
Till
Ballads
it
a dazzling ray
Tell
"
have
a cross,
but
it is
My
The
old
man
cross
Mine
is
Thine
"
To
is
"
from Heaven
the gain,
my
Whose
"
smiled.
am
breasts
all
a stranger
without
home
or kin,
" For
their fellow-men,
Now
mark,
mine
my
77
all
ken,
o'er again.
words of
When Tuesday
dawns,
if
thou with
me
wouldst
dine,
cross roads,
sacred sign.
"
When Tuesday
rising
sun
Him
78
Ballads
Then he
"
who comes
this blessed
day,
We
little
oh
hear us
as
we pray
And
"
We
How
long
here ?
Our
we have
lives are
to tarry,
very hopeless.
how
Our
long to suffer
prison house
is
drear."
He
His ears
Of
helpless
a chattering
throng
a wail,
A lake
in
sail.
A
"
79
blessed,
dear
How
long have
here ?
we
to wait
How long
to labour
Radu smiled
on his way,
on
the
maidens'
lay,
Though pondering deeply
Till lo
he sees ten old men worn and grey
sadly but stopped not
Stand in
With
No
like
From
A
"
most dear,
Have we this burden long to bear
here
The
yoke
whom
?
thou
art
long to linger
is
very heavy.
The
drear."
this appeal the pitying Radu felt
His youthful heart in warm compassion melt,
So on his bended knees he dumbly knelt.
At
8o
Ballads
take,
pity's sake.
He Heavenward
Then
fell a
clear
friend's,
how
for now
Deep,
These were the words the Presence calmly spoke
"
care,
a faith
most
rare
And
"
'Tis
fast
formed of Cherubs
sad,
but
now
A
" Yea
With
song
Aroused within thy soul
a pity strong."
Chaunted
"
Thy
prayers,
in vain,
But
lo
another cloud
view,
Fair as a' garden
Its
gemmed
all
glorious
comes
in
Whose wings
of gold
like silver
gleamed
their tresses as
82
Ballads
"
Thy Lord
And we no more
Beloved,
are sad."
Whose
lofty
dome and
arches
all
are riven
By
"
Thou
Thy
life shall
Then
On
"
"
He who wore
crown,
His friend Radu gently smiling
Thou seest, my
nown
child,
down
the
re-
83
"
Which
in
as
thee
is
stored.
"
mood
"
And
mine
take thine
brightly
shine
Homeward he
Soon
as
he entered
With welcome
dim
Grand-dame greeted him
scant his
84
'
know
"
And
Till
some forbidden
full well at
it
to
my
place.
very face
"
Copil reu, worthless and depraved
thus by the clock for a full hour she raved,
!
weary Radu
all
flown.
On
Then up
The Chancel
Through
his
his
young
soul feels
The
glass
And pour
Long hours go
At
in attitude of prayer.
A
More hours
When
Shook
his
for a
Until at
itself is
who
old Teodosiu,
From childhood
Or
day
until to
flown,
known
youthdom grown,
85
if
Radu
slept.
vigil kept,
by the boy he
crept.
as
his
And winged
And
"
so
My
its flight
it
happened
as
sped
Forth with the Angel to join God's Holy Dead.
Barshan Zurai
(Velvet Georgie)
OH
!j
my
At times
Barshan Zurai,
Velvet Zurai,
When
stirred to
*
and flame
milk,
like lint,
sudden fury.
*
Roda
my Gipsy husband,
the red sun sheds his glory
O'er the mountains high and hoary.
Awake, awake,
Lo
Up
and
light
thy forge's
fire,
Make
When
sparks fly
upward
to the roof.
Barshan Zurai
87
Zurai
Yes,
See
Now
Smooth and
And
sees her
Of
by hammer
hundred
Then when
nails in
air,
voice he sings
the Cosh he
flings.
Wiping the
88
Ballads
and cheery,
With spirit strong, though his arm is weary,
And shoulders his basket without delay,
Then to the market wends his way.
So up he springs,
There
first
he
alert
seeks a
hardware stand,
Who
hobbles out
And
like a
lame jackdaw,
Which
To
So come along,
A
A
my
son, my Georgie,
but no long orgie.
or two of good red wine
glass to drink
sip
Will
warm your
The
Barshan Zurai
So in he went and takes
a chair,
as
flagon filled
down
Sits
tales
At length he
fair
welcome guest
beside
O'er village
89
him
as
and
this
thinks
it
they chat
and that.
time to toast
The
And
sits
again
On
last
legs
as
To
90
Ballads
With
sits
spinning
all
alone,
head,
And
"
To
Whose
He who had
loved
me
till
a child.
this blacksmith
came
flame,
love's
side,
bride.
me
has
grown
so cold
and dim,
My
Of
cruel
Ah
I
late,
To make my
toilette
taste.
Barshan Zurai
In festal robe
The
For
I'll
91
hasten to be drest
Till skirt
Now
no
Does
my
worn
And
stately
form beneath
grove of
trees.
92
And
Ballads
ponders deeply,
At
altered looks
He
while
yard
To
a seat
he
with broideries
fair.
The
When
Her
And
Her
tale she
How
starved at
of
demon out
of Hell.
How
Good Kala
As he
listed
Told by
Caused
a voice
whose pathos
still
throb and
thrill.
Barshan Zurai
93
My
A maid wast
thou
as guileless as a child,
but
fickle,
wayward,
wild.
oft my heart with jealousy was sore,
Cocheta mia, I but loved thee more.
Then I but breathed to guard thee and defend
Though
Thy
silent lover
Strong, as of old,
That thou
art
it
whispers to me now,
fenced from me by marriage
vow,
And though
alas
fierce fires
me
within
burn,
you
must,
To
I
save thy
cannot
tell
The
pangs
But
e'er
we
name from
friend,
some
trifling
offering
take.
94
For grieved
am
to see
my
Ballads
lost love
wear
it
may
be."
My
Saying,
For thou
The
Lord
art wise
go as you command,
and pure in thoughts and deeds,
!
No shame
Gladly
I'll
I'll
whom
a frail
woman
needs.
I'll
feel
gems
want
show me
a pretty
gown
Barshan Zurai
Of goodly
stuff,
95
Soon on
his
Robes of
A score
all
silk,
of these fair
velvet
and brocade.
Roda put
aside,
live."
The
he muttered with
leer,
"
I'm
sorry,
The one
lives
not
far
here.
To
And he your
messenger
But
better and
I'll
stop,
'tis
bill
will
less
straightway,
promptly pay.
time I waste,
from
96
Ballads
Whose tongue
malice
of
placed
the
antler'd
horn
On
husband's heads
Regardless of
Of married
How
a sneering face.
it's
I've
news
for you,"
he
cried.
"
my
friend
not
no matter,
Another man by
whom
found
she's
gemmed
gowned
In robes of
silk,
and
Barshan Zurai
Zurai heard
In maudlin
"
He no
longer dreamed
but in
state,
97
a fury
screamed,
You
no
I've
lies told,
my
tale alas
is
true.
But when
My
At
Out
of
And
called aloud,
I'll
my
bring
You
my Lord who
'
An hour
With
Who
'
And
bring
some
trinkets,
so
that
she
choose,
Of
may
98
I
as
brought
With
Ballads
flings,
Away
Up
"
"
the maddened Zurai cries,
Enough, no more
I
well
wot
Though
your tale is cursed lies
Say by what name this myth of yours is known,
"
Who, by your word, my honour has o'erthrown ?
!
"
"
No
no
my
friend,
shall
not
give
his
name,
For doing so I'd hold myself to blame,
As all the folk would call me medd'ling Jew,
Mischief maker, rushinor and liar too.
duty's done, honest 'twixt man and man,
So find your rival, Blacksmith, if you can."
Old Ysak ceases for with a frenzied shout
My
The
frantic
husband
A
A
costly robe
was
robe of
which
silk
thrown,
queen might own.
Barshan Zurai
'Neath
its
99
and shimmering
hues
To
Like a princess
fair in glorious
dreams.
Not
Revolved in
And
the
goaded man
murd'rous plan
for the
a
the homely
a pall-like
room
gloom,
woman
The
roo
Ballads
Memphian
With
pitiless
Through
Mummy
hands
the
his wife
evening
braced,
he bore
air
to
the
smithy's
door.
Then
On
Then
The
gloomy place
flames
wax
life again.
stifling
smoke she
sees,
knees,
101
Barshan Zurai
"
"
Oh
my
Release
me
or I die."
Thy
off
my
soul I cast.
we
I,
wretched
girl,
nigh broke
man's
good
heart.
Spurning
his love,
my
From thy
vile
God
If
Heaven's gate
Enough
I'll
No more
gain,
through
fires
of hell.
Death holds me
in his
thrall,
But with
call."
my
fading breath on
my
first
love
io2
Ballads
Roda
11
"
feet
2,urai
1
The
fault
is
Roda
"
"
Zurai
"
The shame
is
Roda
"
my
breast."
Zurai
"
The
For by some
shame
is
thine,
Barshan Zurai
103
Roda
"
Zurai
"
No
By
is
thine.
gloved."
Roda
my
neck."
Zurai
11
oh wife accurst
form with sparkling necklace deck."
lover durst,
Thy
Roda
"
hisses
"
Zurai
"
The
mine,
sinful kisses."
IO4
Ballads
Roda
"
High
o'er
my
head the
fires rise."
Zurai
"
The
Her
frenzied
left,
man
Meanwhile
its
breast,
face of heaven,
floods of rushing
rain,
Whose
Its
sombre
O'er
fair
it
sweeps,
Barshan Zurai
105
its shadow,
stretching wide and far,
Rolls o'er the East a dread funereal car.
Until
all silent as
the
tomb
No
As
if
Till
walls,
Dolka
(Green
MY
own Motherland,
loved
home
of
my
heart,
And
On
Till
my
A shepherd
was by me,
man
passing old,
green
Say, Janka,"
I said,
" what
flowers are these
Which bloom
in far
meadows
trees
"
?
106
Dolka
"
No
107
my
Lord,
Now
sward
But the
From
flocks of
Tukie's
stand.
You
call
where
he lives,
For the warmest of welcomes to strangers he
gives.
This time
is
visit
is
to pay,
day,
to
When
Many
Till
slain.
io8
Ballads
"
Oho
Cried
my
If alive
fill
out your
skin.
Though
vile
To
Folga jumped up
as
black
head.
"
Bless thee,
my
Dolka
"
Enough
I
"
!
pray.
So, Folga,
Adio
"
!
No thanks man,
Then rode
109
"
quick away
soon he had bought
Of
all
For
his little
at his
home.
For
salt
for the
young lambs
bran.
The
The
folds
quick
or stick.
no
A long
Ballads
is
amply spread
loaves
of yellow bread,
and
joints
A butt of Tshuica and a goodly jar
Of Dragashani and old Cotenar.
"
Set to, my lads, be sure you do not waste
A moment now but sup with utmost haste,"
"
For we must quickly
Cries out the Boyard.
With generous
trace
The
No
caitiff
need to urge
Strengthened by food,
"
full
bold their
spirits
grew.
To
Then
"
me
Two
left
he
lays,
in
Dolka
grass
bounds.
When
Time
With
halt
and
all
give tongue
a-wagging
down
hurried.
forest dark,
Until at
last
calls
"
And
sternly says
Dolka to
stride
his side
loved,
Never
till
now
Why
hound "
Dolka, all shamed with
!
H2
Ballads
With
"
eyes tear-filled
me
Dolka, forgive
see thee wounded
To
Who
said
see
my
flock.
words unkind,
Thy Master now thy wounded paw shall bind
Into the cuts rare balsam he shall drop,
So in a trice all pain will quickly stop."
my
band,
All glorious
light a
Dolka
113
sign they
With mind
know and
halt at the
command.
Blank
as
grim grottos
As hound on leash
The Boyard
all
alert
hound
Run
swiftly
onward
o'er the
rugged ground.
in behold
"
Sfant Demetrie, what a famous find
"
Master cries.
To us the Saints are kind.
Oh
The
in fold.
My
ii4
Ballads
And
look, a glare
With
and savoury
silent tread
The Boyard
a rich
glides
and,
unperceived,
smell.
fire
draws
nigher
Whilst famished Folga, thoughts on food intent,
Dreamed of no danger as o'er the mass he leant,
;
The Avenger
As
sees,
a stern voice
'Twas
then
to
cheat
both Hell
and gaping
grave
Of my
him
gave.
Dolka
1 1 5
last prayer,
I'll
home.
is
thy beard and black thy doom to-night,
soon thy feather brain shall be less light."
As from its sheath the Boyard drew his blade,
Black
And
The borcan
Then
With
ripped
her
dead
foe's
breast,
Plucked the
And
bore
Who
it
throbbing from
That
its
seat
feet,
is
for thee,
Into the
still
dripping red,
and bright
She flung the thing accursed with all her might.
fire
blazing fierce
1 1
Ballads
"
My
For
Go
to blame,
said I not
Though
No
am
well I
knew
To
The
tale
is
"
Dolka
"
called
the Oak,"
I've told it as 'twas told to
folk.
me by
old Moldovian
"Doamnitza Chalga"
THE Lady
hair,
Her
So
'tis
a truth that
Would
Now
golden grain.
many
youth
once
Silently, swiftly,
still,
Met on
a pine-clad hill.
glaives
117
1 1
Silently
down
Ballads
With
By
Five hundred,
With
Demon
murd'rous men,
at their head.
When
skilled.
The
all is still,
With
scarce a
They make
In
sound
ground
sheep
shepherds lie in slumbers deep.
As the Haducs rush inside
The
With
The
sfoara strong
Then Kara-Katutch
u Doamnitza
Chalga
Until
"
119
With arms
"
He
"
For
lo
If e'er in
You've helped
to me.
pray you
list
And
nobly
set
sake,
me
now
pity take
free."
The
"
Heard
request so strange.
is
my
gain
"
And
Take care
I2O
"
Nay more,
me
I'd set
you
free,
I toss,
Ballads
wilt swear
Nor
For well
And
"
is
know you
think to go
call her serfs to arms.
I
Swear on
To
strike
I'll
is
give
off
grey,
commands
thy hands.
"
Though
I fear
He plighted
And pressed
I'll
take,
his
vow
in accents bold
" Doamnitza
Chalga
"
121
When
Which echoed
all
around,
waved on
high,
fly,
Where
"
"
?
my
darling child,
WTien peasants roam afar from
home
122
"
"
Ballads
know
full
Or
thieves
No
time
well
my
girlhood mock.
waste but arm in haste,
my
I'll
"
To
call
Soon
cries,
air
With notes
"
Haste ye,
Lead
With
For
And
She
my
to the porch
'
sea-de-om
this
morn
lead
braves.
my
'
baltshat
'
steed,
'
bedight.
ride as thy chief astride
I'll
you to the
fight."
Her charger
While
The
"
in her
hand
"
Bousdougan
mighty brand
she wields.
She shortens by
And
head.
" Doamnitza
Chalga
The
brigands
Were
when
panic-struck
their leader
"
fell,
At sight of Holyrood.
Without a stroke their rank they broke
And vanished through the wood.
Dismayed by that
fatal fray.
123
Glossary
ROMANIAN
Notes
Dome.
These folk-songs
of them
and
are
sung
sentiments.
"A Murie de Dorul " (to die for love of any one) is a
Romanian saying, and it is thought that from this sentiment
comes the Doine, which give voice to feelings of sadness,
The airs to which these
love, hope, regret and happiness.
Doine are set are for the most part slow and with a sad
cadence, so that many of these songs and ballads convey an
impression of mournfulness to the listener's ears.
The Cuckoo and the Dove (Cucu si Turtarica). In Romania,
as in
cuckoo)
member of
it
is
the
bears a better
and
the
sex
is
When
who
gladly accepted.
The
little
knight
knew
that
127
128
told
him
Ballads
had
called
Fetlogovet
is
name of many heroes who flourish in the folkCharming who awakes the Sleeping
the Romanian version of that world-wide story.
the
tales.
He
Beauty
in
is
the Prince
"
whom
God
Pan.
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