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  Atlastayoungman,withagoodheartandplentyofcourage,setouttosearchforthering。Hetookhiswaytowardsthesunrising,becauseheknewthatallthewisdomofoldtimecomesfromtheEast。AftersomeyearshemetwithafamousEasternmagician,andaskedforhisadviceinthematter。Themagiciananswered:

  ’Mortalmenhavebutlittlewisdom,andcangiveyounohelp,butthebirdsoftheairwouldbebetterguidestoyouifyoucouldlearntheirlanguage。Icanhelpyoutounderstanditifyouwillstaywithmeafewdays。’

  Theyouththankfullyacceptedthemagician’soffer,andsaid,’I

  cannotnowofferyouanyrewardforyourkindness,butshouldmyundertakingsucceedyourtroubleshallberichlyrepaid。’

  Thenthemagicianbrewedapowerfulpotionoutofninesortsofherbswhichhehadgatheredhimselfallalonebymoonlight,andhegavetheyouthninespoonfulsofitdailyforthreedays,whichmadehimabletounderstandthelanguageofbirds。

  Atpartingthemagiciansaidtohim。’IfyoueverfindSolomon’sringandgetpossessionofit,thencomebacktome,thatImayexplaintheinscriptionontheringtoyou,forthereisnooneelseintheworldwhocandothis。’

  Fromthattimetheyouthneverfeltlonelyashewalkedalong;healwayshadcompany,becauseheunderstoodthelanguageofbirds;

  andinthiswayhelearnedmanythingswhichmerehumanknowledgecouldneverhavetaughthim。Buttimewenton,andheheardnothingaboutthering。Ithappenedoneevening,whenhewashotandtiredwithwalking,andhadsatdownunderatreeinaforesttoeathissupper,thathesawtwogaily-plumagedbirds,thatwerestrangetohim,sittingatthetopofthetreetalkingtooneanotherabouthim。Thefirstbirdsaid:

  ’Iknowthatwanderingfoolunderthetreethere,whohascomesofarwithoutfindingwhatheseeks。HeistryingtofindKingSolomon’slostring。’

  Theotherbirdanswered,’HewillhavetoseekhelpfromtheWitch-maiden,[3]whowilldoubtlessbeabletoputhimontherighttrack。Ifshehasnotgottheringherself,sheknowswellenoughwhohasit。’

  [3]Hollenmadchen。

  ’ButwhereishetofindtheWitch-maiden?’saidthefirstbird。

  ’Shehasnosettleddwelling,butishereto-dayandgoneto-morrow。Hemightaswelltrytocatchthewind。’

  Theotherreplied,’Idonotknow,certainly,wheresheisatpresent,butinthreenightsfromnowshewillcometothespringtowashherface,asshedoeseverymonthwhenthemoonisfull,inorderthatshemaynevergrowoldnorwrinkled,butmayalwayskeepthebloomofyouth。’

  ’Well,’saidthefirstbird,’thespringisnotfarfromhere。

  Shallwegoandseehowitisshedoesit?’

  ’Willingly,ifyoulike,’saidtheother。

  Theyouthimmediatelyresolvedtofollowthebirdstothespring,onlytwothingsmadehimuneasy:first,lesthemightbeasleepwhenthebirdswent,andsecondly,lesthemightlosesightofthem,sincehehadnotwingstocarryhimalongsoswiftly。Hewastootiredtokeepawakeallnight,yethisanxietypreventedhimfromsleepingsoundly,andwhenwiththeearliestdawnhelookeduptothetree-top,hewasgladtoseehisfeatheredcompanionsstillasleepwiththeirheadsundertheirwings。Heatehisbreakfast,andwaiteduntilthebirdsshouldstart,buttheydidnotleavetheplaceallday。Theyhoppedaboutfromonetreetoanotherlookingforfood,alldaylonguntiltheevening,whentheywentbacktotheiroldperchtosleep。Thenextdaythesamethinghappened,butonthethirdmorningonebirdsaidtotheother,’To-daywemustgotothespringtoseetheWitch-maidenwashherface。’Theyremainedonthetreetillnoon;thentheyflewawayandwenttowardsthesouth。Theyoungman’sheartbeatwithanxietylestheshouldlosesightofhisguides,buthemanagedtokeepthebirdsinviewuntiltheyagainpercheduponatree。Theyoungmanranafterthemuntilhewasquiteexhaustedandoutofbreath,andafterthreeshortreststhebirdsatlengthreachedasmallopenspaceintheforest,ontheedgeofwhichtheyplacedthemselvesonthetopofahightree。Whentheyouthhadovertakenthem,hesawthattherewasaclearspringinthemiddleofthespace。Hesatdownatthefootofthetreeuponwhichthebirdswereperched,andlistenedattentivelytowhattheyweresayingtoeachother。

  ’Thesunisnotdownyet,’saidthefirstbird;’wemustwaityetawhiletillthemoonrisesandthemaidencomestothespring。

  Doyouthinkshewillseethatyoungmansittingunderthetree?’

  ’Nothingislikelytoescapehereyes,certainlynotayoungman,saidtheotherbird。’Willtheyouthhavethesensenottolethimselfbecaughtinhertoils?’

  ’Wewillwait,’saidthefirstbird,’andseehowtheygetontogether。’

  Theeveninglighthadquitefaded,andthefullmoonwasalreadyshiningdownupontheforest,whentheyoungmanheardaslightrustlingsound。Afterafewmomentstherecameoutoftheforestamaiden,glidingoverthegrasssolightlythatherfeetseemedscarcelytotouchtheground,andstoodbesidethespring。Theyouthcouldnotturnawayhiseyesfromthemaiden,forhehadneverinhislifeseenawomansobeautiful。Withoutseemingtonoticeanything,shewenttothespring,lookeduptothefullmoon,thenkneltdownandbathedherfaceninetimes,thenlookeduptothemoonagainandwalkedninetimesroundthewell,andasshewalkedshesangthissong:

  ’Full-facedmoonwithlightunshaded,Letmybeautyne’erbefaded。

  Neverletmycheekgrowpale!

  Whilethemooniswaningnightly,Maythemaidenbloommorebrightly,Mayherfreshnessneverfail!’

  Thenshedriedherfacewithherlonghair,andwasabouttogoaway,whenhereyesuddenlyfelluponthespotwheretheyoungmanwassitting,andsheturnedtowardsthetree。Theyouthroseandstoodwaiting。Thenthemaidensaid,’Yououghttohaveaheavypunishmentbecauseyouhavepresumedtowatchmysecretdoingsinthemoonlight。ButIwillforgiveyouthistime,becauseyouareastrangerandknewnobetter。Butyoumusttellmetrulywhoyouareandhowyoucametothisplace,wherenomortalhaseversetfootbefore。’

  Theyouthansweredhumbly:’Forgiveme,beautifulmaiden,ifI

  haveunintentionallyoffendedyou。Ichancedtocomehereafterlongwandering,andfoundagoodplacetosleepunderthistree。

  AtyourcomingIdidnotknowwhattodo,butstayedwhereIwas,becauseIthoughtmysilentwatchingcouldnotoffendyou。’

  Themaidenansweredkindly,’Comeandspendthisnightwithus。

  Youwillsleepbetteronapillowthanondampmoss。’

  Theyouthhesitatedforalittle,butpresentlyheheardthebirdssayingfromthetopofthetree,’Gowhereshecallsyou,buttakecaretogivenoblood,oryouwillsellyoursoul。’Sotheyouthwentwithher,andsoontheyreachedabeautifulgarden,wherestoodasplendidhouse,whichglitteredinthemoonlightasifitwasallbuiltoutofgoldandsilver。Whentheyouthenteredhefoundmanysplendidchambers,eachonefinerthanthelast。Hundredsoftapersburntupongoldencandlesticks,andshedalightlikethebrightestday。Atlengththeyreachedachamberwhereatablewasspreadwiththemostcostlydishes。Atthetablewereplacedtwochairs,oneofsilver,theotherofgold。Themaidenseatedherselfuponthegoldenchair,andofferedthesilveronetohercompanion。Theywereservedbymaidensdressedinwhite,whosefeetmadenosoundastheymovedabout,andnotawordwasspokenduringthemeal。

  AfterwardstheyouthandtheWitch-maidenconversedpleasantlytogether,untilawoman,dressedinred,cameintoremindthemthatitwasbedtime。Theyouthwasnowshownintoanotherroom,containingasilkenbedwithdowncushions,wherehesleptdelightfully,yetheseemedtohearavoicenearhisbedwhichrepeatedtohim,’Remembertogivenoblood!’

  Thenextmorningthemaidenaskedhimwhetherhewouldnotliketostaywithheralwaysinthisbeautifulplace,andashedidnotanswerimmediately,shecontinued:’YouseehowIalwaysremainyoungandbeautiful,andIamundernoone’sorders,butcandojustwhatIlike,sothatIhaveneverthoughtofmarryingbefore。ButfromthemomentIsawyouItookafancytoyou,soifyouagree,wemightbemarriedandmightlivetogetherlikeprinces,becauseIhavegreatriches。’

  Theyouthcouldnotbutbetemptedwiththebeautifulmaiden’soffer,butherememberedhowthebirdshadcalledherthewitch,andtheirwarningalwayssoundedinhisears。Thereforeheansweredcautiously,’Donotbeangry,dearmaiden,ifIdonotdecideimmediatelyonthisimportantmatter。Givemeafewdaystoconsiderbeforewecometoanunderstanding。’

  ’Whynot?’answeredthemaiden。’Takesomeweekstoconsiderifyoulike,andtakecounselwithyourownheart。’Andtomakethetimepasspleasantly,shetooktheyouthovereverypartofherbeautifuldwelling,andshowedhimallhersplendidtreasures。

  Butthesetreasureswereallproducedbyenchantment,forthemaidencouldmakeanythingshewishedappearbythehelpofKingSolomon’ssignetring;onlynoneofthesethingsremainedfixed;

  theypassedawaylikethewindwithoutleavingatracebehind。

  Buttheyouthdidnotknowthis;hethoughttheywereallreal。

  Onedaythemaidentookhimintoasecretchamber,wherealittlegoldboxwasstandingonasilvertable。Pointingtothebox,shesaid,’Hereismygreatesttreasure,whoselikeisnottobefoundinthewholeworld。Itisapreciousgoldring。Whenyoumarryme,Iwillgiveyouthisringasamarriagegift,anditwillmakeyouthehappiestofmortalmen。Butinorderthatourlovemaylastforever,youmustgivemefortheringthreedropsofbloodfromthelittlefingerofyourlefthand。’

  Whentheyouthheardthesewordsacoldshudderranoverhim,forherememberedthathissoulwasatstake。Hewascunningenough,however,toconcealhisfeelingsandtomakenodirectanswer,butheonlyaskedthemaiden,asifcarelessly,whatwasremarkableaboutthering?

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