To the gentle river of Morava,
Flowing through Ressava’s quiet levels.
And he reach’d Ressava’s gentle river:
There again he saw the thirty maidens—
There he saw the beauteous Iconia.
Then the hero feign’d a sudden sickness;
Ask’d for help; and sped her courteous greeting—
“God above be with thee, lovely maiden!”
And the loveliest to his words made answer,
“And with thee be bliss, thou stranger-warrior!”