` Take the copper wreath , and go with it to that little hill over there . When you reach it , say to yourself , `` Were there ever such lovely maidens ! such angels ! such fairy souls ! '' Then hold the wreath high in the air and cry , `` Oh ! if I knew whether any one would accept this wreath from me ... if I knew ! if I knew ! '' and throw the wreath from you ! ' ` And why should I do all this ? ' said Petru . ` Ask no questions , but go and do it , ' replied the horse . And Petru did . Scarcely had he flung away the copper wreath than the whirlwind flung himself upon it , and tore it in pieces . Then Petru turned once more to the horse . ` Stop ! ' cried the horse again . ' I have other things to tell you . Take the silver wreath and knock at the windows of the goddess Venus . When she says , `` Who is there ? '' answer that you have come on foot and lost your way on the heath .
She will then tell you to XXXXX your way back again ; but take care not to stir from the spot .
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