Milivoy Stanoyevich.

New York, 1920.

TABLE OFCONTENTS

poems translatedby
SIR JOHN BOWRING
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[I.]The Curse21
[II.]Farewell23
[III.]The Violet24
[IV.]Smilia24
[V.]Harvest Song25
[VI.]Maiden's Prayer25
[VII.]Kisses26
[VIII.]Harvest Song27
[IX.]Curse27
[X.]Salutation of the Morning Star28
[XI.]The Knitter29
[XII.]Royal Converse30
[XIII.]Rosa31
[XIV.]The Maiden and the Sun31
[XV.]The Maiden's Wish32
[XVI.]The Falcon33
[XVII.]Deer and Vila34
[XVIII.]Virgin and Widow35
[XIX.]Nightingales36
[XX.]The Ring37
[XXI.]Fratricide38
[XXII.]Love40
[XXIII.]Maple Tree40
[XXIV.]Semendrian Beauty41
[XXV.]Self-Admiration42
[XXVI.]Assignation42
[XXVII.]Foolish Vow43
[XXVIII.]Vilas43
[XXIX.]Lepota44
[XXX.]Imprecations45
[XXXI.]Secrets Divulged46
[XXXII.]Wishes47
[XXXIII.]Lover Asleep47
[XXXIV.]Early Sorrows48
[XXXV.]The Young Shepherds49
[XXXVI.]Thoughts of a Mother51
[XXXVII.]Counsel52
[XXXVIII.]Desolation52
[XXXIX.]Apprehension53
[XL.]Milica54
[XLI.]The Choice55
[XLII.]For Whom?55
[XLIII.]Liberty56
[XLIV.]The Dance57
[XLV.]Elegy58
[XLVI.]Inquiry59
[XLVII.]Doubt60
[XLVIII.]The Sultaness61
[XLIX.]Betrothing61
[L.]Cautions62
[LI.]Maiden's Cares63
[LII.]Mohammedan Song65
[LIII.]Mine Everywhere65
[LIV.]Maid Awaking67
[LV.]Mother's Love67
[LVI.]The Greybeard68
[LVII.]Mohammedan Tale69
[LVIII.]Love's Difficulties71
[LIX.]Witches72
[LX.]Pledges72
[LXI.]Complaint73
[LXII.]Song74
[LXIII.]Mohammedan Song74
[LXIV.]Brotherless Sisters75
[LXV.]Misfortunes76
[LXVI.]Timidity77
[LXVII.]Youth Enamoured78
[LXVIII.]Black Eyes and Blue79
[LXIX.]The Widow80
[LXX.]Alarms80
[LXXI.]Fond Wife81
[LXXII.]Unhappy Bride81
[LXXIII.]Last Petition82
[LXXIV.]Love for a Brother83
[LXXV.]Rebuke84
[LXXVI.]Man's Faith85
[LXXVII.]Maiden's Affection85
[LXXVIII.]Marriage Songs86
[LXXIX.]Heroes Served89
[LXXX.]Youth and Age89
[LXXXI.]Choice90
[LXXXII.]Anxiety91
[LXXXIII.]Inquiry91
[LXXXIV.]Frozen Heart92
[LXXXV.]Union in Death92
poems translatedby
EARL OF LYTTON (OWENMEREDITH)
[LXXXVI.]Love and Sleep93
[LXXXVII.]Love Confers Nobility95
[LXXXVIII.]A Soul's Sweetnes95
[LXXXIX.]Reminiscences96
[XC.]Sleep and Death97
[XCI.]Imperfection98
[XCII.]Emancipation99
[XCIII.]Plucking a Flower100
[XCIV.]A Wish102
[XCV.]A Serbian Beauty102
[XCVI.]Sleeplessness103
[XCVII.]A Message104
[XCVIII.]Transplanting a Flower104
[XCIX.]Isolation105
[C.]Fatima and Mehmed106
poems translatedby
J. W. WILES, M.A.
[CI.]Morava Horses107
[CII.]The Girl and the Grass108
[CIII.]The Sun and the Girl108
[CIV.]Curse and Blessing109
[CV.]The Nicest Flower in the World110
[CVI.]The Pretty Tomb111
[CVII.]Toda and Her Fate112
[CVIII.]The Vila113
[CIX.]Three Roses113
[CX.]Her Dream114
[CXI.]Trouble with the Husband115
[CXII.]The Peacock and the Nightingale116
[CXIII.]The First Toast116
[CXIV.]The Hodža117
[CXV.]Woes118
[CXVI.]Hard to Believe119
[CXVII.]The Conditions119
[CXVIII.]Prayer Before Going to Bed120
[CXIX.]Vision Before Sleep120
[CXX.]Prayer in the Field121
[CXXI.]A Child in Heaven121
[CXXII.]Christmas122
[CXXIII.]Christ Thinks of His Mother123
[CXXIV.]The Blessed Mary and John the Baptist124
[CXXV.]The Holy Mother125
[CXXVI.]Dream of the Holy Virgin126
[CXXVII.]Mother at the Tomb of Her Son127
[CXXVIII.]Mother Over Her Dead Son128
[CXXIX.]Mother's Lament for Her Son129
[CXXX.]Greatest Grief for a Brother130
[CXXXI.]The Death Chamber of Her Father-in-Law131
[CXXXII.]Koledo132
[CXXXIII.]A Horse's Complaint133
[CXXXIV.]A Dance at Vidin134
[CXXXV.]The Price135
[CXXXVI.]Preferences135
[CXXXVII.]A Bride's Devotion136
[CXXXVIII.]Fidelity136
[CXXXIX.]A Sister's Lament137
poems translatedby
BEATRICE STEVENSON STANOYEVICH, Ph.D.
[CXL.]The Prayer of Karageorge's Lady138
[CXLI.]Thou Art Ever, Ever Mine139
[CXLII.]Sea Merchant139
[CXLIII.]Angela as Watchman140
[CXLIV.]A Lad and His Betrothed140
[CXLV.]Direful Sickness141
[CXLVI.]All as it Should Be141
[CXLVII.]Beauty Preens Herself141
[CXLVIII.]Harvest Song142
[CXLIX.]Long Nights142
[CL.]Eyebrow Lure143
[CLI.]Girlhood143
[CLII.]Youth with Youth144
[CLIII.]Come my Lover, to Me144
[CLIV.]Sighs145
[CLV.]A Bouquet of Little Roses145
[CLVI.]Dream Interpretation146
[CLVII.]With Sweetheart Nights are Shortest146
[CLVIII.]Dawn Awakened Lazar148
[CLIX.]A Devilish Young Matron148
[CLX.]Girl is Eternal Possession149
[CLXI.]Jovo and Maria150
[CLXII.]Rose Tree150
[CLXIII.]Darling's Wrath151
[CLXIV.]Lad Pierced with Arrow151
[CLXV.]Nought but Kisses152
[CLXVI.]United152
[CLXVII.]Girl Pleads with Jeweller152
[CLXVIII.]Wife Dearer than Sister153
[CLXIX.]Greatest Sorrow154
[CLXX.]Youth and Girl154

I

THE CURSE[[1]]

I heard a sprightly swallow say To a gray cuckoo t'other day,— "Thou art a happy bird indeed; Thou dost not in the chimney breed, Thou dost not hear the eternal jarring, Of sisters and step-sisters warring; Their woes and grievances rehearsing, Cursing themselves, and others cursing." A young step-sister once I saw, Foul language at the elder throw; "Perdition's daughter! hence depart; Thou hast no fruit beneath thy heart." And thus the elder one replied: "Curse thy perverseness and thy pride! Mihailo is a son of thine; Now thou shalt bring forth daughters nine, And madness shall their portion be. Thy son shall cross the parting sea; He never shall return to thee, But, bathed in blood and wounded, pine!" And thus she cursed;—the curse was true;[[2]] Her sister's nine fair daughters grew; And madness seized them,—seized them all: Mihailo,—far away, and wounded, By solitude and woe surrounded, I heard him on his mother call: "O mother! mother! send me now A bandage of that snowy linen Which you so thoughtlessly were spinning, When curses wander'd to and fro. In your rage you wove it,—now remove it; Tear it for bandages, as you tore Love and affection all asunder. Where it was bleach'd thy son lies under; With it cover his hot wounds o'er. Rend it, mother; and send it, mother! May it thy suffering son restore!" S. J. B.

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FAREWELL[[3]]

Against white Buda's walls, a vine Doth its white branches fondly twine; O, no! it was no vine-tree there; It was a fond, a faithful pair, Bound each to each in earliest vow— And, O! they must be severed now! And these their farewell words:—"We part— Break from my bosom—break—my heart! Go to a garden—go, and see, Some rose-branch blushing on the tree; And from that branch of rose-flower tear, Then place it on thy bosom bare; And as its leaflets fade and pine, So fades my sinking heart in thine." And thus the other spoke: "My love! A few short paces backward move, And to the verdant forest go; There's a fresh water-fount below; And in the fount a marble stone, Which a gold cup reposes on; And in the cup a ball of snow— Love! take that ball of snow to rest Upon thine heart within thy breast. And as it melts unnoticed there, So melts my heart in thine, my dear!" S. J. B.

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