Identifier: crimsonfairybook00lang (find matches)
Title: The crimson fairy book
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
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Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: Boston Public Library
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, at the end of thethousand years I should have to die ! No, I must findthe land where there is no death. The queen did all she could to persuade him to stay,but as her words proved useless, at length she gave it up.Then she said to him: As you will not stay, take thislittle golden rod as a remembrance of me. It has thepower to become anything you wish it to be, when youare in need. So the prince thanked her, and putting the rod in hispocket, went his way. Scarcely had he left the town behind him when hecame to a broad river which no man might pass, for hewas standing at the end of the world, and this was theriver which flowed round it. Not knowing what to donext, he walked a little distance up the bank, and there,over his head, a beautiful city was floating in the air.He longed to get to it, but how ? neither road nor bridgeVv^as anywhere to be seen, yet the city drew him upwards,and he felt that here at last was the country which hesought. Suddenly he remembered the golden rod which
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THE PBINCE SEEKS IMMORTALITY 187 the mist-veiled queen had given him. With a beatingheart he flung it to the ground, wishing with all hismight that it should turn into a bridge, and fearing that,after all, this might prove beyond its powder. But no,instead of the rod, there stood a golden ladder, leadingstraight up to the city of the air. He was about to enterthe golden gates, when there sprang at him a wondrousbeast, whose like he had never seen. Out sw^ord fromthe sheath, cried the prince, springing back w^ith a cry.And the sword leapt from the scabbard and cut off someof the monsters heads, but others grew again directly, sothat the prince, pale with terror, stood where he was,calling for help, and put his sword back in the sheathagain. The queen of the city heard the noise and looked fromher window to see what w^as happening. Summoningone of her servants, she bade him go and rescue thestranger, and bring him to her. The prince thankfullyobeyed her orders, and entered her presence.

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