The Sleeping Beautiy
by the Grimm Brohters
THE SLEEPING BEAUTY - ( Dornröschen)
IN TIMES PAST there lived a King and Queen, who said to each other every
day of their lives,
"Would that we had a child!" and yet they had none. But it happened once that when the Queen
was bathing, there came a frog out of the water, and he squatted on the ground, and said to her,
"Thy wish shall be fulfilled; before a year has gone by, thou shalt bring a daughter into the
And as the frog foretold, so it happened; and the Queen bore a daughter
so beautiful that the
King could not contain himself for joy, and he ordained a great feast. Not only did he bid to it his
relations, friends, and acquaintances, but also the wise women, that they might be kind and
favorable to the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but as he had only provided
twelve golden plates for them to eat from, one of them had to be left out.
However, the feast was celebrated with all splendor; and as it drew to
an end, the wise women
stood forward to present to the child their wonderful gifts: one bestowed virtue, one beauty, a
third riches, and so on, whatever there is in the world to wish for. And when eleven of them had
said their say, in came the uninvited thirteenth, burning to revenge herself, and without greeting or
respect, she cried with a loud voice, "In the fifteenth year of her age the Princess shall prick herself
with a spindle and shall fall down dead." And without speaking one more word she turned away
and left the hall.
Every one was terrified at her saying, when the twelfth came forward, for
she had not yet
bestowed her gift, and though she could not do away with the evil prophecy, yet she could soften
it, so she said, "The Princess shall not die, but fall into a deep sleep for a hundred years."
Now the King, being desirous of saving his child even from this misfortune,
that all the spindles in his kingdom should be burnt up.
The maiden grew up, adorned with all the gifts of the wise women; and she
was so lovely, modest,
sweet, and kind and clever, that no one who saw her could help loving her.
It happened one day, she being already fifteen years old, that the King
and Queen rode abroad;
and the maiden was left behind alone in the castle. She wandered about into all the nooks and
corners, and into all the chambers and parlors, as the fancy took her, till at last she came to an old
tower. She climbed the narrow winding stair which led to a little door, with a rusty key sticking out
of the lock; she turned the key, and the door opened, and there in the little room sat an old woman
with a spindle, diligently spinning her flax.
"Good day, mother," said the Princess, "what are you doing?" "I am spinning,"
answered the old
woman, nodding her head. "What thing is that that twists round so briskly?" asked the maiden,
and taking the spindle into her hand she began to spin; but no sooner had she touched it than the
evil prophecy was fulfilled, and she pricked her finger with it. In that very moment she fell back
upon the bed that stood there, and lay in a deep sleep, and this sleep fell upon the whole castle.
The King and Queen, who had returned and were in the great hall fell fast asleep, and with them
the whole court. The horses in their stalls, the dogs in the yard, the pigeons on the roof, the flies
on the wall, the very fire that flickered on the hearth, became still, and slept like the rest; and the
meat on the spit ceased roasting, and the cook, who was going to pull the scullion's hair for some
mistake he had made, let him go, and went to sleep. And the wind ceased, and not a leaf fell from
the trees about the castle.
Then round about that place there grew a hedge of thorns thicker every
year, until at last the
whole castle was hidden from view, and nothing of it could be seen but the vane on the roof. And
a rumor went abroad in all that country of the beautiful sleeping Rosamond, for so was the
Princess called; and from time to time many Kings' sons came and tried to force their way through
the hedge; but it was impossible for them to do so, for the thorns held fast together like strong
hands, and the young men were caught by them, and not being able to get free, there died a
Many a long year afterwards there came a King's son into that country,
and heard an old man tell
how there should be a castle standing behind the hedge of thorns, and that there a beautiful
enchanted Princess named Rosamond had slept for a hundred years, and with her the King and
Queen, and the whole court. The old man had been told by his grandfather that many Kings' sons
had sought to pass the thorn-hedge, but had been caught and pierced by the thorns, and had died
a miserable death. Then said the young man, "Nevertheless, I do not fear to try; I shall win
through and see the lovely Rosamond." The good old man tried to dissuade him, but he would not
listen to his words.
For now the hundred years were at an end, and the day had come when Rosamond
awakened. When the Prince drew near the hedge of thorns, it was changed into a hedge of
beautiful large flowers, which parted and bent aside to let him pass, and then closed behind him in
a thick hedge. When he reached the castle-yard, he saw the horses and brindled hunting-dogs
lying asleep, and on the roof the pigeons were sitting with their heads under their wings. And
when he came indoors, the flies on the wall were asleep, the cook in the kitchen had his hand
uplifted to strike the scullion, and the kitchenmaid had the black fowl on her lap ready to pluck.
Then he mounted higher, and saw in the hall the whole court lying asleep, and above them, on
their thrones, slept the King and the Queen. And still he went farther, and all was so quiet that he
could hear his own breathing, and at last he came to the tower, and went up the winding stair, and
opened the door of the little room where Rosamond lay.
And when he saw her looking so lovely in her sleep, he could not turn away
his eyes; and
presently he stooped and kissed her, and she awaked, and opened her eyes, and looked very
kindly on him. And she rose, and they went forth together, the King and the Queen and whole
court waked up, and gazed on each other with great eyes of wonderment. And the horses in the
yard got up and shook themselves, the hounds sprang up and wagged their tails, the pigeons on
the roof drew their heads from under their wings, looked round, and flew into the field, the flies on the
wall crept on a little farther, the kitchen fire leapt up and blazed, and cooked the
meat, the joint on the spit began to roast, the cook gave the scullion such a box on the ear that he
roared out, and the maid went on plucking the fowl.
Then the wedding of the Prince and Rosamond was held with all splendor,
and they lived very
happily together until their lives' end. - -