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Said his mother: | |
“Marko, my little son, old is thy mother grown; |
Marko answered: | |
“My mother, I am come in peace through the land; |
His mother spake: | |
“Son Marko, be troubled not thereby. |
Lo, Stevan, the yellow ducats!” | |
But Stevan to him did cry: |
Lo, Stevan, the yellow ducats!” | |
Said Stevan thereupon: |
But answered the Bulgarian bride: | |
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“A shameful groomsman art thou! |
The Doge of Venice answered: | |
“Speak not like a fool confessed! |
But the bride said: | |
“Doge of Venice, my groomsman, harken this. |
Then answered the Bulgarian girl: | |
“When Marko of this shall hear, |
The doge said unto the sweet bride: | |
“Speak not so foolishly! |
The bride said: | |
“Wait in the tent a space, thou dearest groomsman of mine, |