| Said his mother: | |
| | “Marko, my little son, old is thy mother grown; |
| Marko answered: | |
| | “My mother, I am come in peace through the land; |
| His mother spake: | |
| | “Son Marko, be troubled not thereby. |
| Lo, Stevan, the yellow ducats!” | |
| | But Stevan to him did cry: |
| Lo, Stevan, the yellow ducats!” | |
| | Said Stevan thereupon: |
| But answered the Bulgarian bride: | |
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| | “A shameful groomsman art thou! |
| The Doge of Venice answered: | |
| | “Speak not like a fool confessed! |
| But the bride said: | |
| | “Doge of Venice, my groomsman, harken this. |
| Then answered the Bulgarian girl: | |
| | “When Marko of this shall hear, |
| The doge said unto the sweet bride: | |
| | “Speak not so foolishly! |
| The bride said: | |
| | “Wait in the tent a space, thou dearest groomsman of mine, |