The story and song of Black Roderick . «*, ling the desperate battle, fell uponhim in their fury and forced him torise. Never, quoth they, shalt thouhave rest, nor thy childrens childrenpeace, while theres a bee in the airor a flower upon the thorn, if thou^goest not to the succor of her welove so well. Then the red weasel sprang intothe air and seized the evil bird bythe throat; so he let go his hold onthe spirit of the young bride andflew away into the darkness. And the voice from heaven criedout, saying: Who hath let the frail ghost freeto enter the gates of paradise? And the red weasel ans


The story and song of Black Roderick . «*, ling the desperate battle, fell uponhim in their fury and forced him torise. Never, quoth they, shalt thouhave rest, nor thy childrens childrenpeace, while theres a bee in the airor a flower upon the thorn, if thou^goest not to the succor of her welove so well. Then the red weasel sprang intothe air and seized the evil bird bythe throat; so he let go his hold onthe spirit of the young bride andflew away into the darkness. And the voice from heaven criedout, saying: Who hath let the frail ghost freeto enter the gates of paradise? And the red weasel answered: Her strength, for she hath con-quered her own evil thoughts, andput them away forever. So the spirit of the young bridereached the gates of paradise spentc£> and wounded, and there upon the66. m threshold stood an angel holding his:hand to draw her in. When his holy touch fell upon her,she rose whole and beautiful, and her;breast was full of joy for the moment. Now, the spirit of the young bridehad been but a brief day in thegolden place of paradise, when she\heard a far voice call upon her namein anguish; three times did it call!*upon her, and at each cry a sharpysorrow struck her heart, as though a:knife had entered therein. Now went she to the golden bar ofheaven, and, leaning forth, lookeddown upon the earth, and she turnedher north, and naught did she seesave the cold face of the night with ^WfiP 0its millions of worlds whirling in thedark. And she looked south, and 0 naught could she see but the gray of ^clouds heavy with storm; and sheturned her east, and naught did shesee save the shimmering blue of a ^summer sky. But when she turned <&,67


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