{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/hbs/hbs44.htm","path":"neu/hbs/hbs44.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/hbs/hbs44.htm","text":"Sacred-Texts\u00a0Legends & Sagas\u00a0Index\u00a0Previous\u00a0Next\n \n \n \n \n \n \n \n p. 254\n \n \n \n MUYO AND ALIYA\n \n MUYO and \u00c1liya were brothers, and nobly did they live;\n \n Their very steeds and armor to each other would they give.\n \n They came unto a turbid lake, and a duck went swimming by,\n \n With golden wings; and Muyo let his gray falcon fly,\n \n And \u00c1liya a tame lanneret. Them happed the duck to slay.\n \n Said Muyo: \u201cThe falcon took it.\u201d But \u00c1liya said, \u201cNay,\n \n | \u2019Twas the lanneret.\u201d | \n| | Then was Muyo sore cast down in that place. | \n \n They seated them \u2019neath a green fir to drink the wine apace,\n \n And sleep and the wine o\u2019ercame them. They were seen of three vilas1 white;\n \n | Then said the oldest: | \n| | \u201cHere be now two noble heroes of fight. | \n \n I will give an hundred sequins to whomsoever of you\n \n | Shall make the heroes quarrel.\u201d | \n| | Then forth the youngest flew | \n \n \n \n \n \n p. 255\n \n \n \n On her white wings, and settled on the ground by Muyo\u2019s head;\n \n And over face and forehead the bitter tears she shed.\n \n Burned Muyo\u2019s face; as he were mad, he leaped at his brother\u2019s side.\n \n When he looked, he saw the damsel; to his brother then he cried:\n \n \u201cArise now, \u00c1liya, my brother! Let us hasten home away.\u201d\n \n Up leaped the Turk: \u201cNay, brother, now may a plague thee slay!\n \n Now hast thou got two damsels, but there is none for me.\u201d1\n \n \u2003Muyo was grieved; forth from his belt he wrenched the dagger free,\n \n And there smote \u00c1liya to the heart. He fell on the green grass;\n \n But Muyo seized the milk-white steed, and threw behind the lass;\n \n And unto his own homestead o\u2019er the mountain did he ride.\n \n Neighed the black steed of \u00c1liya, and the wounded hero cried:\n \n \u2003\u201cO Muyo, brother and kinsman! turn back upon the way;\n \n Take the black steed, lest masterless on the mountain side it neigh\u2014\n \n \n \n \n \n p. 256\n \n \n \n But thy fame shall be forever, as though thou hadst blinded thine eyes.\u201d\n \n \u2003Muyo turned back unto him, and took the steed likewise,\n \n And threw the girl thereon. Across the mountains did they pass;\n \n And when about the middle of the journey home he was,\n \n He came upon a raven with the right wing gone from the side;\n \n And unto the black raven he raised his voice and cried:\n \n \u201cHo, raven! Without the black right wing, prithee how dost thou fare?\u201d\n \n And with a wail the raven gave answer to him there:\n \n \u2003\u201cWithout my wing is it with me as without a brother to be;\n \n As without \u00c1liya, Muyo, is it even now with thee.\u201d\n \n \u2003Said the Turk to himself: \u201cAh, Muyo, alas for thy might this day!\n \n If even the birds reproach me, what will my brethren say?\u201d\n \n \u2003Said the vila to him: \u201cMuyo, return on thy track again.\n \n Perchance I might heal thy brother; I was once a healer of men.\u201d\n \n \u2003Muyo turned back upon the track. When at the lake they were,\n \n He looked behind at the black steed, but the maiden was not there.\n \n \n \n \n \n p. 257\n \n \n \n By his friend he knelt, but the spirit had hasted to depart;\n \n When he saw, he drew his dagger and thrust it through his heart.\n \n \n \n Next\n \n \n \n \n \n Footnotes\n \n \n \n \n \n p. 254\n \n \n \n 1 See note 2, p. 15. But here the vilas seem to be really malignant.\n \n \n \n \n \n p. 255\n \n \n \n 1 \u201cMuya must have been married\u2014or did it seem to \u00c1liya that two damsels were standing by Muyo?\u201d (Note by Kar\u00e1jich.)","title":"MUYO AND ALIYA","type":"page"}