CLII
YOUTH WITH YOUTH[[51]]
On the river Sitnitsa Little green fir standeth! Who's young and stripling, Youth with green youth sleepeth. Ah, but see that youthful Jovo, All alone is he, Seeing that the youthful Mara Joins him secretly. B. S. S.
CLIII
COME, MY LOVER, TO ME[[52]]
Full and thick is shadow, Come, my love, to meadow, For I've a verdant garden, Red roses for a warden; Golden kerchief will I make thee, Christmas gift of love from me, To carry so splendidly In the memory of thy darling. B. S. S.
CLIV
SIGHS[[53]]
Oh my heart, I feel me sighing, Methinks that my lover calls me to him, But in truth my sweetheart's love hath ceased. Cried out falcon from a fir branch lofty: "O girl lovely! Sinfully you are speaking, Only past night your love called you lovely, Drinking wine unto your bounteous pleasure: 'O my girl, my soul of me most dearest, I have made for thee a hiding, Half my bed and half my arm, Half a pillow, half a cover, Half a cushion, heart of mine in bosom.'" B. S. S.