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Sat, 28 Nov 2009
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 Especially for you, The Princess and her Cloak. enjoy the tale at Seligor's Castle. xxx Seligor.
SELIGOR'S
CASTLE
SILVER AND
GOLD
THE PRINCESS AND HER CLOAK
Down in the woods on summer
evenings,
When trees and brackens grow dark and
blue,
And things go rustling among the
shadows,
It makes me think of a tale I knew
:
Long, long ago there was once a Princess,
the loveliest Princess in the land, who vowed a vow
she would not get
married for all the King's and the Queen's
command.
Though princes rode on their
prancing horses, and kings drove up in their robes
of state, the
haughty Princess would never see them,
and turned them all from the palace gate.
At
last her father grew very angry and said he would
send her far away, unless she made up her
mind to marry, and chose a
husband without delay.
The King looked
dreadfully fierce and stately standing before her
by his throne, and so she
promised, if first he made her a mantle of every
fur that's known.
The hunters went through the
kingdom hunting, the furriers sorted their finest
fur -
Ermine, sable, and mink and otter, bearskin and
deerskin to use for her.
They took chinchilla,
and mole, and possum, and fluffy rabbit, and smooth
brown rat, sealskin,
tiger-skin, monkey, leopard, calf, and pony, and
dog, and cat.
Badger and beaver, and wolf and
weasel, and ferret and mouse, and fox and stoat ;
and every
beast you could ever think of
gave her a piece of gave her a piece of its cosy
coat.
At last the mantle was sown and finished,
and what do you think the Princess did ? She put it
on, and
that very evening she ran away to the woods and hid
!
A prince from a distant country found her
lying asleep in a hollow tree, and thought, when he
saw the furry
bundle : what can this odd looking creature
be !
He took his
spear and was going to kill it, when just
at that moment the Princess woke, and the
loveliest face he had ever
dreamed of laughed at him
out of the furry cloak.
She liked the
Prince, and
he liked
the Princess, and took
her back to the Castle hall, he asked the King for
her hand in marriage, and so they married, and that
was all.
But often I think in the woods at
twilight,
When little soft rustlings come and
go,
It might be rabbits, it might be fairies
;
Or
It might be a princess - you never know
!
ELIZABETH
FLEMING.
The
beautiful picture of the Princess is from Google
Images
and it is from the
blue_princess_by_qianyu.jpgThe blue Prince has no name to refer
to, but is on the same Images
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