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The Song of the Western Faeries

The Song of the Western Faeries

Postby SifGreyWillow on Thu Dec 04, 2008 3:46 am

From: SifGreyWillow (Original Message) Sent: 5/29/2008 7:25 AM
The Song of the Western Faeries

Round and round the apples of gold,
Round and round dance we;
Thus do we dance from the days of old
About the enchanted tree;
Round, and round, and round we go,
While the spring is green, or the stream shall flow,
Or the wind shall stir the sea!
There is none may taste of the golden fruit

Till the golden new time come
Many a tree shall spring from shoot,
Many a blossom be withered at root,
Many a song be dumb;
Broken and still shall be many a lute
Or ever the new times come!

Round and round the tree of gold,
Round and round dance we,
So doth the great world spin from of old,
Summer and winter, and fire and cold,
Song that is sung, and tale that is told,
Even as we dance, that fold and unfold
Round the stem of the fairy tree!

These grave dancing fairies were very unlike the Grey Women, and they were glad to see the boy, and
treated him kindly. Then they asked him why he had come; and he told them how he was sent to find the
Sword of Sharpness and the Cap of Darkness. And the fairies gave him these, and a wallet, and a shield,
and belted the sword, which had a diamond blade, round his waist, and the cap they set on his head, and
told him that now even they could not see him though they were fairies. Then he took it off, and they
each kissed him and wished him good fortune, and then they began again their eternal dance round the
golden tree, for it is their business to guard it till the new times come, or till the world's ending. So the
boy put the cap on his head, and hung the wallet round his waist, and the shining shield on his shoulders,
and flew beyond the great river that lies coiled like a serpent round the whole world. And by the banks of
that river, there he found the three Terrible Women all asleep beneath a poplar tree, and the dead poplar
leaves lay all about them. Their golden wings were folded and their brass claws were crossed, and two
of them slept with their hideous heads beneath their wings like birds, and the serpents in their hair
writhed out from under the feathers of gold. But the youngest slept between her two sisters, and she lay
on her back, with her beautiful sad face turned to the sky; and though she slept her eyes were wide open.
If the boy had seen her he would have been changed into stone by the terror and the pity of it, she was so
awful; but he had thought of a plan for killing her without looking on her face. As soon as he caught sight
of the three from far off he took his shining shield from his shoulders, and held it up like a mirror, so that
he saw the Dreadful Women reflected in it, and did not see the Terrible Head itself. Then he came nearer
and nearer, till he reckoned that he was within a sword's stroke of the youngest, and he guessed where
he should strike a back blow behind him. Then he drew the Sword of Sharpness and struck once, and the
Terrible Head was cut from the shoulders of the creature, and the blood leaped out and struck him like a
blow. But he thrust the Terrible Head into his wallet, and flew away without looking behind. Then the two
Dreadful Sisters who were left wakened, and rose in the air like great birds; and though they could not see
him because of his Cap of Darkness, they flew after him up the wind, following by the scent through the
clouds, like hounds hunting in a wood. They came so close that he could hear the clatter of their golden
wings, and their shrieks to each other: "Here, here," "No, there; this way he went," as they chased him. But
the Shoes of Swiftness flew too fast for them, and at last their cries and the rattle of their wings died away
as he crossed the great river that runs round the world.

Now when the horrible creatures were far in the distance, and the boy found himself on the right side of
the river, he flew straight eastward, trying to seek his own country. But as he looked down from the air he
saw a very strange sight -- a beautiful girl chained to a stake at the high-water mark of the sea. The girl was
so frightened or so tired that she was only prevented from falling by the iron chain about her waist, and there
she hung, as if she were dead. The boy was very sorry for her and flew down and stood beside her. When he
spoke she raised her head and looked round, but his voice only seemed to frighten her. Then he remembered
that he was wearing the Cap of Darkness, and that she could only hear him, not see him. So he took it off, and
there he stood before her, the handsomest young man she had ever seen in all her life, with short curly yellow
hair, and blue eyes, and a laughing face. And he thought her the most beautiful girl in the world. So first with
one blow of the Sword of Sharpness he cut the iron chain that bound her, and then he asked her what she did
there, and why men treated her so cruelly. And she told him that she was the daughter of the King of that
country, and that she was tied there to be eaten by a monstrous beast out of the sea; for the beast came and
devoured a girl every day. Now the lot had fallen on her; and as she was just saying this a long fierce head of
a cruel sea creature rose out of the waves and snapped at the girl. But the beast had been too greedy and too
hurried, so he missed his aim the first time. Before he could rise and bite again the boy had whipped the
Terrible Head out of his wallet and held it up. And when the sea beast leaped out once more its eyes fell on
the head, and instantly it was turned into a stone. And the stone beast is there on the sea-coast to this day.

Then the boy and the girl went to the palace of the King, her father, where everyone was weeping for her
death, and they could hardly believe their eyes when they saw her come back well. And the King and Queen
made much of the boy, and could not contain themselves for delight when they found he wanted to marry their
daughter. So the two were married with the most splendid rejoicings, and when they had passed some time at
court they went home in a ship to the boy's own country. For he could not carry his bride through the air, so he
took the Shoes of Swiftness, and the Cap of Darkness, and the Sword of Sharpness up to a lonely place in the
hills. There he left them, and there they were found by the man and woman who had met him at home beside
the sea, and had helped him to start on his journey

When this had been done the boy and his bride set forth for home, and landed at the harbor of his native land.
But whom should he meet in the very street of the town but his own mother, flying for her life from the wicked
King, who now wished to kill her because he found that she would never marry him! For if she had liked the
King ill before, she liked him far worse now that he had caused her son to disappear so suddenly. She did not
know, of course, where the boy had gone, but thought the King had slain him secretly. So now she was running
for her very life, and the wicked King was following her with a sword in his hand. Then, behold! she ran into her
son's very arms, but he had only time to kiss her and step in front of her, when the King struck at him with his
sword. The boy caught the blow on his shield, and cried to the King:

"I swore to bring you the Terrible Head, and see how I keep my oath!"

Then he drew forth the head from his wallet, and when the King's eyes fell on it, instantly he was turned into
stone, just as he stood there with his sword lifted!

Now all the people rejoiced, because the wicked King should rule them no longer. And they asked the boy to
be their king, but he said no, he must take his mother home to her father's house. So the people chose for king
the man who had been kind to his mother when first she was cast on the island in the great chest.

Presently the boy and his mother and his wife set sail for his mother's own country, from which she had been
driven so unkindly. But on the way they stayed at the court of a king, and it happened that he was holding
games, and giving prizes to the best runners, boxers, and quoit-throwers. Then the boy would try his strength
with the rest, but he threw the quoit so far that it went beyond what had ever been thrown before, and fell in
the crowd, striking a man so that he died. Now this man was no other than the father of the boy's mother, who
had fled away from his own kingdom for fear his grandson should find him and kill him after all. Thus he was
destroyed by his own cowardice and by chance, and thus the prophecy was fulfilled. But the boy and his wife
and his mother went back to the kingdom that was theirs, and lived long and happily after all their troubles.

Lang, Andrew. Blue Fairy Book
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