My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 129 pages of information about My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales.

My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 129 pages of information about My Book of Favorite Fairy Tales.

However, she was not dead, but had only fallen into a deep sleep; and the king and queen, who just then came home, and all their court, fell asleep too, and the horses slept in the stables, and the dogs in the court, the pigeons on the house-top, and the flies on the walls.  Even the fire on the hearth left off blazing, and went to sleep; and the meat that was roasting stood still; and the cook, who was at that moment pulling the kitchen-boy by the hair to give him a box on the ear for something he had done amiss, let him go, and both fell asleep; and so everything stood still, and slept soundly.

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A large hedge of thorns soon grew around the palace, and every year it became higher and thicker, till at last the whole place was surrounded and hidden, so that not even the roof or the chimneys could be seen.  But there went a report, through all the land, of the beautiful sleeping Briar Rose (for so was the king’s daughter called) so that from time to time several kings’ sons came, and tried to break through the thicket into the palace.  This they could never do; for the thorns and bushes laid hold of them as it were with hands, and there they stuck fast and died miserably.

[Illustration:  “All was so quiet that he could hear every breath he drew.”]

After many years came yet another king’s son into that land, and an old man told him the story of the thicket of thorns, and how a beautiful palace stood behind it, in which was a wondrous princess, called Briar Rose, asleep with all her court.  He told, too, how he had heard from his grandfather that many, many princes had come, and had tried to break through the thicket, but had stuck fast and died.

Then the young prince said, “All this shall not frighten me; I will go and see Briar Rose.”  The old man tried to dissuade him, but he persisted in going.

Now that very day were the hundred years completed; and as the prince came to the thicket he saw nothing but beautiful flowering shrubs, through which he passed with ease, and they closed after him, as firm as ever.  Then he came at last to the palace, and there in the court lay the dogs asleep, and the horses in the stables, and on the roof sat the pigeons fast asleep with their heads under their wings; and when he came into the palace, the flies slept on the walls, and the cook in the kitchen was still holding up her hand as if she would beat the boy, and the maid with her pail in her hand was going a-milking.

Then he went on still further, and all was so quiet that he could hear every breath he drew; till at last he came to the old tower and opened the door of the little room in which Briar Rose was, and there she lay fast asleep, and looked so beautiful that he could not turn his eyes away, and he stooped down and gave her a kiss.  But the moment he kissed her she opened her eyes and awoke, and smiled upon him.  For the spell was broken.

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