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HUNGARIAN FOLK-SONGS.
And knot it round his wife's neck bone, To deck a tree for her sovereign lord.
His shirt and kilt he 'd bade her lave,
That he might ride to his captain's abode. —
Then he bridled his steed so brave, And away to his rose's bower he rode.
" Ah, mother dear, I have sinned a sin,
I 've killed my wife with my love to go." — Then Gyuri Bandi drank at the inn, And slept in the cloak of Kasa his foe.
Gyuri Bandi was bound with chains,
From the judge's mouth his doom was told,
The gallows tree in winds and rains Dandles and rocks him, alone and cold.
Gyuri Bandi had never thought
The wind would rock him on the gallows tree, Even Kasa himself, whose blood he 'd sought,
Was dismal at heart the sad sight to see.
THE MOTHER AND DAUGHTER.
" Soft shines the light of the evening star, Beneath my window my love stands tall. Dear mother, let me undo the bar, My heart beats fast to come at his call."
" My darling rose, to the window glide, Your honey lips let me deeply kiss, A thousand sorrows in my heart abide, With but a touch they '11 bloom in bliss." |
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