Monday, April 11, 2011

Ah, why did I ever pick up the golden feather of the Firebird?

Excerpt from The Firebird and Princess Vasilisa (http://www.widesky.org/stories_poetry/fire.html)

One day the huntsman went on his valiant horse to hunt in the woods. He rode and rode along the broad path, and suddenly he came upon a golden feather of the Firebird; it shone bright as a flame! The valiant horse said to him: "Take not the golden feather; if you take it, you will know trouble!"

Karsavina in L'Oiseau de Feu




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