Oresai
01-18-2009, 07:40 AM
The Legend of White Heather
The Celtic bard Ossian had a beautiful daughter, Malvina, who was as good as she was lovely. She was betrothed to Oscar, bravest of all the warriors.
One find autumn day, as Malvina listened to her father's music and thought of her beloved Oscar's imminent return from a war-like expedition, she saw a figure limping towards them over the heather clad moor. It was Oscar's faithful messenger, who, wounded and weary, knelt before her, gave her a spring of purple heather and told her that Oscar was slain in battle. As he lay dying Oscar had plucked the heather and asked that it be given to Malvina as a token of his eternal love.
As she listened, tears fell from Malvina's eyes onto the purple heather. It immediately became white!
Thereafter, as father and daughter walked over the moors, Malvina's tears fell upon patches of purple heather turning them white. Even in the depths of her sadness wishing that other might be happier than she, Malvina prayed thus, "May the White Heather, symbol of my sorrow, bring good fortune to all who find it."
The Celtic bard Ossian had a beautiful daughter, Malvina, who was as good as she was lovely. She was betrothed to Oscar, bravest of all the warriors.
One find autumn day, as Malvina listened to her father's music and thought of her beloved Oscar's imminent return from a war-like expedition, she saw a figure limping towards them over the heather clad moor. It was Oscar's faithful messenger, who, wounded and weary, knelt before her, gave her a spring of purple heather and told her that Oscar was slain in battle. As he lay dying Oscar had plucked the heather and asked that it be given to Malvina as a token of his eternal love.
As she listened, tears fell from Malvina's eyes onto the purple heather. It immediately became white!
Thereafter, as father and daughter walked over the moors, Malvina's tears fell upon patches of purple heather turning them white. Even in the depths of her sadness wishing that other might be happier than she, Malvina prayed thus, "May the White Heather, symbol of my sorrow, bring good fortune to all who find it."