A Donzela
Uma donzela estava sentada à beira do riacho, deixando a água passar por entre seus dedos muito brancos, quando sentiu seu anel de diamante ser levado pelas águas. Temendo o castigo do pai, contou em casa que fora assaltada por um homem no bosque e que ele arrancara o anel de diamante do seu dedo e a deixara desfalecida sobre um canteiro de margaridas. O pai e os irmãos da donzela foram atrás do assaltante, encontraram um homem dormindo no bosque e o mataram, mas não encontraram o anel de diamante. A donzela lhes disse: Agora me lembro, não era um homem, mas DOIS! O pai e os irmãos da donzela saíram atrás do segundo homem, encontraram-no e o mataram, mas ele também não tinha o anel. A donzela lhes disse: Então está com o terceiro! O pai e os irmãos da donzela saíram no encalço do terceiro assaltante e encontraram outro homem dormindo no bosque. Mas não o mataram, pois estavam fartos de sangue. Trouxeram-no para a aldeia, revistaram-no e encontraram no seu bolso o anel de diamante da donzela, para espanto dela. Foi ele que assaltou a donzela, arrancou o anel de seu dedo e a deixou desfalecida, gritaram os aldeões. Matem-no! Esperem! gritou o homem, no momento em que passavam a corda da forca pelo seu pescoço. Não roubei o anel. Foi ela quem me deu! E apontou para a donzela, diante do espanto de todos. O homem contou que estava sentado à beira do riacho, pescando, quando a donzela se aproximou dele e pediu um beijo. Deu-lhe o beijo. Depois tirara a roupa e pedira que a possuísse, pois queria saber o que era o amor. Como era um homem honrado, resistira, dizendo-lhe que deveria ter paciência, pois conheceria o amor do marido no seu leito de núpcias. Então a donzela lhe oferecera o anel, dizendo-lhe: Já que meus encantos não o seduzem, este anel comprará seu amor. E ele sucumbira, pois era pobre e a necessidade é o algoz da honra. Todos se viraram contra a donzela e gritaram: RAMEIRA! IMPURA! DIABA! e exigiram seu sacrifício. Por ironia do destino, o próprio pai passou a forca pelo pescoço da filha. Mas, antes de morrer, ela disse ao pescador: ? Sua mentira era maior que a minha. Eles mataram pela minha mentira e vão me matar pela sua. Onde está, afinal, a verdade? O pescador deu de ombros e disse-lhe: A verdade é que achei o anel na barriga de um peixe. Mas quem acreditaria nisso? As pessoas querem violência e sexo, não histórias de pescador!
Autor: Desconhecido
A lady was sitting on the edge of the Creek, leaving the water pass through your fingers too white when you felt your diamond ring be taken away by the waters. Fearing the punishment of his father, told at home who had been assaulted by a man in the Woods and he cradling the diamond ring of your thumb and the left were on a bed of daisies. The father and brothers of the maiden went after the assailant, they found a man asleep in the Woods and killed him, but they didn't find the diamond ring. The lady told them: Now remember, was not a man, but TWO! The father and brothers of the maiden went out behind the second man, found him and killed him, but he didn't have the ring. The lady told them: then you're in the third. The father and brothers of the maiden came out on the heels of the third assailant and found another man sleeping in the Woods. But not killed, because they were tired of blood. He was brought to the village, they searched him and found in your pocket the diamond ring of the maiden, to her astonishment. He was the one who assaulted the girl, took your ring finger and left trashed, shouted the villagers. Kill him! Wait! shouted the man, at the time spent hanging rope at your neck. I didn't steal the ring. She gave me! And pointed to the maid, before the amazement of all. The man told he was sitting on the edge of the Creek, fishing, when the Lady approached him and asked for a kiss. Gave him a kiss. Then take your clothes and had asked that the possessed, because I wanted to know what love was. He was an honorable man, resist, telling him that he should be patient, because I'd know the love of the husband on your wedding bed. Then the damsel had offered him the ring, telling him: since my charms don't seduce, this ring will buy your love. And he had expired because he was poor, and the need is the perpetrator of the honor. All turned on the maiden and shouted: WHORE! UNCLEAN! DEVIL! and your sacrifice. By an irony of fate, his father went on to be hanged by the neck. But, before she died, she said to the fisherman:? His lie was bigger than mine. They killed for my lie, and they're going to kill me for your. Where is the truth? The fisherman shrugged and said: the truth is that I found the ring in the belly of a fish. But who would believe it? People want violence and sex, no fisherman stories!
The
Damsel
A lady was sitting on the edge of the Creek, leaving the water pass through your fingers too white when you felt your diamond ring be taken away by the waters. Fearing the punishment of his father, told at home who had been assaulted by a man in the Woods and he cradling the diamond ring of your thumb and the left were on a bed of daisies. The father and brothers of the maiden went after the assailant, they found a man asleep in the Woods and killed him, but they didn't find the diamond ring. The lady told them: Now remember, was not a man, but TWO! The father and brothers of the maiden went out behind the second man, found him and killed him, but he didn't have the ring. The lady told them: then you're in the third. The father and brothers of the maiden came out on the heels of the third assailant and found another man sleeping in the Woods. But not killed, because they were tired of blood. He was brought to the village, they searched him and found in your pocket the diamond ring of the maiden, to her astonishment. He was the one who assaulted the girl, took your ring finger and left trashed, shouted the villagers. Kill him! Wait! shouted the man, at the time spent hanging rope at your neck. I didn't steal the ring. She gave me! And pointed to the maid, before the amazement of all. The man told he was sitting on the edge of the Creek, fishing, when the Lady approached him and asked for a kiss. Gave him a kiss. Then take your clothes and had asked that the possessed, because I wanted to know what love was. He was an honorable man, resist, telling him that he should be patient, because I'd know the love of the husband on your wedding bed. Then the damsel had offered him the ring, telling him: since my charms don't seduce, this ring will buy your love. And he had expired because he was poor, and the need is the perpetrator of the honor. All turned on the maiden and shouted: WHORE! UNCLEAN! DEVIL! and your sacrifice. By an irony of fate, his father went on to be hanged by the neck. But, before she died, she said to the fisherman:? His lie was bigger than mine. They killed for my lie, and they're going to kill me for your. Where is the truth? The fisherman shrugged and said: the truth is that I found the ring in the belly of a fish. But who would believe it? People want violence and sex, no fisherman stories!
Author: Unknown
Que história interessantíssima! Prende nossa atenção do início ao fim e, o final dela é justíssimo. Parabéns, beijos carinhosos!
ResponderExcluirOi, Lucia, fico feliz que tenha gostado, pois eu também achei muito interessante e trouxe para compartilhar com vocês, agradeço sua visita, volte sempre!!
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Kelly