One was Paul; the other brother, Radool,
And, between them, Yelitza, their sister.
Cordial was the love her brothers bore her;
Many a token of affection gave her,
Many a splendid gift and many a trifle,
And at last a knife, in silver hafted,
And adorn’d with gold, they gave their sister.
When the youthful wife of Paul had heard it,
Jealousy swell’d up within her bosom:
And she call’d, enraged, to Radool’s lady: