Flemish Legends
rom my servants, lest they should go and blab about it to the priests, and so I am as good as alone in the house. Do not therefore leave me, for it may happen that some evil
es against this assault on our courage. Inste
Blaeskaek, "I am
ttle S
e, no longer sorrowful, but joyous, singing songs in a strange tongue; and there followed divers sweet chants, such as angels might sing (speaking with proper res
will want more of it, and come crying every night and shouting louder than ever: 'Drink! Drink!' And I shall be ruined, alas, alas! Come, friend Blaeskaek"-and so
not until a little later, at cock-crow. They
sun rose th
rtial a tone that you would hav
he devils suddenly put a stop
e overjoyed at that, and ran
what seemed to be a young boy, quite naked, a fair, sweet little boy, gaily crowned with vine-leaves, with a bunch of grapes
stone, he had all the appearance of bei
ns and Blaeskaek at the
swearing together to say no word about it to any one, they put the figure (w