. Il violetto libro di fata. Whirlwind. Cosa devo fare allora? Prendi la corona di rame e vai con essa a quella collina di littlehill là sopra. Quando lo raggiungete, dite a voi stessi, erano là mai tali ragazze belle! tali angeli!tali anime fata ! Allora tieni alta la corona nell'aria e grida, Oh! Se sapessi se qualcuno accetterebbe questa corona da me ... se sapessi! Se sapessi!1 buttate la corona da voi! E perché dovrei fare tutto questo? Ha detto Petru. Non fare domande, ma andare e farlo, ha risposto il cavallo. E Petru ha fatto. Non aveva quasi mai fatto schifare via la corona di rame e il vortice si era flesso su di essa, e così via
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. The violet fairy book . whirlwind. What am I to do then? Take the copper wreath, and go with it to that littlehill over there. When you reach it, say to yourself, Were there ever such lovely maidens! such angels!such fairy souls ! Then hold the wreath high in the airand cry, Oh! if I knew whether any one would acceptthis wreath from me ... if I knew! if I knew!1 andthrow the wreath from you ! And why should I do all this? said Petru. Ask no questions, but go and do it, replied the horse.And Petru did. Scarcely had he flung away the copper wreath thanthe whirlwind flung himself upon it, and tore it inpieces. Then Petru turned once more to the horse. Stop ! cried the horse again. I have other thingsto tell you. Take the silver wreath and knock at thewindows of the goddess Venus. When she says, AVhois there? answer that you have come on foot and lostyour way on the heath. She will then tell you to goyour way back again; but take care not to stir from thespot. Instead, be sure you say to her, u No, indeed I shall. THE FAIRY OF THE DAWN 189 do nothing of the sort, as from my childhood I haveheard stories of the beauty of the goddess Venus, and itwas not for nothing that I had shoes made of leatherwith soles of steel, and have travelled for nine years andnine months, and have won in battle the silver wreath, which I hope you may allow me to give you, and havedone and suffered everything to be where I now am.This is what you must say. What happens after is youraffair. Petru asked no more, but went towards the house. By this time it was pitch dark, and there was onlythe ray of light that streamed through the windows toguide him, and at the sound of his footsteps two dogsbegan to bark loudly. Which of those dogs is barking? Is he tired of life?asked the goddess Venus. It is I, O goddess! replied Petru, rather timidly. I have lost my way on the heath, and do not knowwhere I am to sleep this night. Where did you leave your horse? asked the goddesssharply. Petru did not answer.
