منتدى الصف الثاني الإعدادي 4


    King Grisly-Beard-2

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    Assassin-Master

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    تاريخ التسجيل : 24/03/2009

    King Grisly-Beard-2

    مُساهمة  Assassin-Master في الخميس أبريل 09, 2009 2:23 pm

    When this was over, the king said, 'Now get ready to leave -- you must not stay here -- you must travel with your husband.'
    So the fiddler left the castle, and took the princess with him.
    Soon they came to a great wood.
    'Pray,' she said, 'whose is this wood?'
    'It belongs to King Grisly-beard,' he answered; 'hadst thou taken him, all would have been thine.'
    'Ah! unlucky wretch that I am!' she sighed; 'would that I had married King Grisly-beard!'
    Next they came to some fine meadows.
    'Whose are these beautiful green meadows?' she said.
    'They belong to King Grisly-beard, hadst thou taken him, they would all have been thine.'
    'Ah! unlucky wretch that I am!' she said; 'would that I had married King Grisly-beard!'
    Then they came to a great city. 'Whose is this noble city?' she said.
    'It belongs to King Grisly-beard; hadst thou taken him, it would all have been thine.'
    'Ah! wretch that I am!' she sighed; 'why did I not marry King Grisly-beard?'
    'That is no business of mine,' said the fiddler, 'why should you wish for another husband? Am I not good enough for you?'
    At last they came to a small cottage. 'What a paltry place!' she said; 'to whom does that little dirty hole belong?'
    The fiddler said, 'That is your and my house, where we are to live.'
    'Where are your servants?' she cried.
    'What do we want with servants?' he said; 'you must do for yourself whatever is to be done. Now make the fire, and put on water and cook my supper, for I am very tired.'
    But the princess knew nothing of making fires and cooking, and the fiddler was forced to help her.
    When they had eaten a very scanty meal they went to bed; but the fiddler called her up very early in the morning to clean the house.
    They lived like that for two days and when they had eaten up all there was in the cottage, the man said, 'Wife, we can't go on thus, spending money and earning nothing. You must learn to weave baskets.'
    Then the fiddler went out and cut willows, and brought them home, and she began to weave; but it made her fingers very sore.
    'I see this work won't do,' he said, 'try and spin; perhaps you will do that better.'

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