The Washer of the Ford: Legendary moralities and barbaric tales. Sharp William

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      Afternoon and night came, and dawn and night again, and yet again. It was on the afternoon of the third day, when even the crickets were dying of thirst, that Bride heard a clanging at the door of the inn.

      When she went to the door she saw a weary gray-haired man, dusty and tired. By his side was an ass with drooping head, and on the ass was a woman, young, and of a beauty that was as the cool shadow of green leaves and the cold ripple of running waters. But beautiful as she was, it was not this that made Bride start: no, nor the heavy womb that showed the woman was with child. For she remembered her of a dream – it was a dream, sure – when she had looked into a pool on a mountain-side, and seen, beyond her own image, just this fair and beautiful face, the most beautiful that ever man saw since Nais, of the Sons of Usna, beheld Deirdrê in the forest, – ay, and lovelier far even than she, the peerless among women.

      “Gu’m beannaicheadh Dia an tigh,” said the gray-haired man in a weary voice, “the blessing of God on this house.”

      “Soraidh leat,” replied Bride gently, “and upon you likewise.”

      “Can you give us food and drink, and, after that, good rest at this inn? Sure it is grateful we will be. This is my wife Mary, upon whom is a mystery: and I am Joseph, a carpenter in Arimathea.”

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      Oh, alas, alas! (Literally, Oh, my undoing, or Oh, my utter ruin.)

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      Alas my torment!

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1

Oh, alas, alas! (Literally, Oh, my undoing, or Oh, my utter ruin.)

2

Alas my torment!

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