Anonymous

“ The children of Marnyáva to the Bóyana were gone.
Time came the dinner to carry, and the turn of the queen to bear;
She went to the wife of Úglyesha, and spake unto her there:
“Hear, and good health to thee, sister! My head beginneth to ache;
I cannot conquer it. Prithee the meal to the masons take.”
“Good health to thee, queen,” she answered, my sister that is so dear!
I cannot master this aching arm. Speak thou to our sister here.”
She went to the youngest sister, and unto her said she:
“O thou young wife of Goyko, do thou harken now to me! ”

“ Go not thou to the Bóyana with the masons’ dinner tomorn.
Thou wilt perish; they will wall thee into the wall of the tower.”
Úglyesha brake it also, and told his wife in that hour:
“Be not deceived, my darling wife, that troth to me hast sworn!
Go not with the masons’ dinner unto Bóyana tomorn.
Girl, thou wilt die; they will wall thee into the wall of the tower.” ”

“ And to-day it fell into Bóyana, and woe is me this day!
It is a trouble of the soul; this grief I cannot slay.”
She understood not, the slender girl; unto her lord she spake:
“Pray for thine health; an apple far better shalt thou make!” ”