Rachel Harriette Busk

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Rachel Harriette Busk Household stories from the Land of Hofer…

It was a hermit and a giant who strove, as men who give no quarter, and yet neither prevailed against the other. The giant was accoutred in burnished steel; and his polished weapons flashed with angry fire. The hermit bore no arms—or rather, those he bore were invisible, for when he wielded them you saw the giant shrink, though you saw not the blow; and, in like manner, many a stroke of the giant’s sword was harmlessly warded off, though no shield was seen.
“Wherefore fight you so furiously?” said Kriselda, at length. “Put up your arms, and be at peace.”
“We fight for you, fair maiden!”
Source: Gutenberg

Rachel Harriette Busk Sagas from the Far East; or, Kalmouk and Mongolian traditionary tales… (1873)

Thou art brave with the valour of youth, even as a young horse snorting to get him away to the battle. But when thou art devoured by the Schimnus, then shall thy mother grieve even as I; and belike she is young and has many years before her, whereas my life is well-nigh spent, and what matter if I go down to the grave in sorrow? Who am I that I should bring grief to the mother of thee, noble youth!
Source: Wikisource

Rachel Harriette Busk Roman Legends: A collection of the fables and folk-lore of Rome

If he can find a maiden to consent to marry him as he is, without knowing he is a prince, I will come and remove the spell.’
The queen had seen the proof of her relentless spirit, and knew it would be vain if she should humble herself to entreat her to alter her sentence. So she said nothing, and the fairy went away.
To find a maiden who should consent to marry such a monster as her son now was, and who should yet be meet to be his wife when restored to his due estate, was a hopeless task indeed; but what will not a mother’s love attempt?
Source: Gutenberg

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