The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood

by Charles Perrault · from Tales of Mother Goose

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The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood

There were formerly a King and a Queen, who were so sorry that they

had no children, so sorry that it cannot be expressed. They went to

all the waters in the world; vows, pilgrimages, all ways were tried

and all to no purpose. At last, however, the Queen proved with child,

and was brought to bed of a daughter. There was a very fine

christening; and the Princess had for her godmothers all the Fairies

they could find in the whole kingdom (they found seven), that every

one of them might give her a gift, as was the custom of Fairies in

those days, and that by this means the Princess might have all the

perfections imaginable.

After the ceremonies of the christening were over, all the company

returned to the King's palace, where was prepared a great feast for

the Fairies. There was placed before every one of them a magnificent

cover with a case of massive gold, wherein were a spoon, knife and

fork, all of pure gold set with diamonds and rubies. But as they were

all sitting down at table, they saw come into the hall a very old

Fairy whom they had not invited, because it was above fifty years

since she had been out of a certain tower, and she was believed to be

either dead or inchanted. The King ordered her a cover, but could not

furnish her with a case of gold as the others, because they had seven

only made for the seven Fairies. The old Fairy fancied she was

slighted, and muttered some threat between her teeth. One of the young

Fairies, who sat by her, overheard how she grumbled; and judging that

she might give the little Princess some unlucky gift, went, as soon as

they rose from the table, and hid herself behind the hangings, that

she might speak last, and repair, as much as possible she could, the

evil which the old Fairy might intend.

In the mean while all the Fairies began to give their gifts to the

Princess. The youngest gave her for gift, that she should be the most

beautiful person in the world; the next, that she should have the wit

of an angel; the third, that she should have a wonderful grace in

every thing she did; the fourth, that she should dance perfectly well;

the fifth, that she should sing like a nightingale; and the sixth,

that she should play upon all kinds of music to the utmost perfection.

The old Fairy's turn coming next, with a head shaking more with spite

than age, she said, that the Princess should have her hand pierced

with a spindle, and die of the wound. This terrible gift made the

whole company tremble, and every body fell a-crying.

At this very instant the young Fairy came out from behind the

hangings, and spake these words aloud:

"Be reassured, O King and Queen; your daughter shall not die of this

disaster: it is true, I have no power to undo intirely what my elder

has done. The Princess shall indeed pierce her hand with a spindle;

but instead of dying, she shall only fall into a profound sleep, which

shall last a hundred years; at the expiration of which a king's son

shall come and awake her."

The King, to avoid the misfortune foretold by the old Fairy, caused

immediately proclamations to be made, whereby every-body was

forbidden, on pain of death, to spin with a distaff and spindle or to

have so much as any spindle in their houses.

About fifteen or sixteen years after, the King and Queen being gone to

one of their houses of pleasure, the young Princess happened one day

to divert herself running up and down the palace; when going up from

one apartment to another, she came into a little room on the top of a

tower, where a good old woman, alone, was spinning with her spindle.

This good woman had never heard of the King's proclamation against

spindles.

"What are you doing there, Goody?" said the Princess.

"I am spinning, my pretty child," said the old woman, who did not know

who she was.

"Ha!" said the Princess, "this is very pretty; how do you do it? Give

it to me, that I may see if I can do so." She had no sooner taken the

spindle into her hand, than, whether being very hasty at it, somewhat

unhandy, or that the decree of the Fairy had so ordained it, it ran

into her hand, and she fell down in a swoon.

The good old woman not knowing very well what to do in this affair,

cried out for help. People came in from every quarter in great

numbers; they threw water upon the Princess's face, unlaced her,

struck her on the palms of her hands, and rubbed her temples with

Hungary-water; but nothing would bring her to herself.

And now the King, who came up at the noise, bethought himself of the

prediction of the Fairies, and judging very well that this must

necessarily come to pass, since the Fairies had said it, caused the

Princess to be carried into the finest apartment in his palace, and to

be laid upon a bed all embroidered with gold and silver. One would

have taken her for an angel, she was so very beautiful; for her

swooning away had not diminished one bit of her complexion; her cheeks

were carnation, and her lips like coral; indeed her eyes were shut,

but she was heard to breathe softly, which satisfied those about her

that she was not dead. The King commanded that they should not disturb

her, but let her sleep quietly till her hour of awakening was come.

The good Fairy, who had saved her life by condemning her to sleep a

hundred years, was in the kingdom of Matakin, twelve thousand leagues

off, when this accident befell the Princess; but she was instantly

informed of it by a little dwarf, who had boots of seven leagues, that

is, boots with which he could tread over seven leagues of ground at

one stride. The Fairy came away immediately, and she arrived, about an

hour after, in a fiery chariot, drawn by dragons. The King handed her

out of the chariot, and she approved every thing he had done; but, as

she had a very great foresight, she thought, when the Princess should

awake, she might not know what to do with herself, being all alone in

this old palace; and this was what she did: She touched with her wand

every thing in the palace (except the King and the Queen),

governesses, maids of honour, ladies of the bedchamber, gentlemen,

officers, stewards, cooks, under-cooks, scullions, guards, with their

beef-eaters, pages, footmen; she likewise touched all the horses which

were in the stables, as well as their grooms, the great dogs in the

outward court, and pretty little Mopsey too, the Princess's little

spaniel-bitch, which lay by her on the bed.

Immediately upon her touching them, they all fell asleep, that they

might not awake before their mistress, and that they might be ready to

wait upon her when she wanted them. The very spits at the fire, as

full as they could hold of partridges and pheasants, did fall asleep,

and the fire likewise. All this was done in a moment. Fairies are not

long in doing their business.

And now the King and the Queen, having kissed their dear child without

waking her, went out of the palace, and put forth a proclamation, that

nobody should dare to come near it. This, however, was not necessary;

for, in a quarter of an hour's time, there grew up, all round about

the park, such a vast number of trees, great and small, bushes and

brambles, twining one within another, that neither man nor beast could

pass thro'; so that nothing could be seen but the very top of the

towers of the palace; and that too, not unless it was a good way off.

Nobody doubted but the Fairy gave herein a sample of her art, that the

Princess, while she continued sleeping, might have nothing to fear

from any curious people.

   *       *       *       *       *

When a hundred years were gone and past, the son of the King then

reigning, and who was of another family from that of the sleeping

Princess, being gone a-hunting on that side of the country, asked,

what were those towers which he saw in the middle of a great thick

wood? Every one answered according as they had heard; some said that

it was a ruinous old castle, haunted by spirits; others, that all the

sorcerers and witches of the country kept there their sabbath, or

nights meeting. The common opinion was that an Ogre[1] lived there,

and that he carried thither all the little children he could catch,

that he might eat them up at his leisure, without any-body's being

able to follow him, as having himself, only, the power to pass thro'

the wood.

[Footnote 1: OGRE is a giant, with long teeth and claws, with a raw

head and bloody-bones, who runs away with naughty little boys and

girls, and eats them up. [Note by the translator.]]

The Prince was at a stand, not knowing what to believe, when a very

aged countryman spake to him thus: "May it please your Royal Highness,

it is now above fifty years since I heard my father, who had heard my

grandfather, say that there then was in this castle, a Princess, the

most beautiful was ever seen; that she must sleep there a hundred

years, and should be awaked by a king's son; for whom she was

reserved." The young Prince was all on fire at these words, believing,

without a moment's doubt, that he could put an end to this rare

adventure; and pushed on by love and honour resolved that moment to

look into it.

[Illustration: "THE PRINCE ENQUIRES OF THE AGED COUNTRYMAN"]

Scarce had he advanced towards the wood, when all the great trees, the

bushes and brambles, gave way of themselves to let him pass thro'; he

walked up to the castle which he saw at the end of a large avenue

which he went into; and what a little surprised him was, that he saw

none of his people could follow him, because the trees closed again,

as soon as he had pass'd thro' them. However, he did not cease from

continuing his way; a young and amorous Prince is always valiant. He

came into a spacious outward court, where everything he saw might have

frozen up the most fearless person with horror. There reigned over all

a most frightful silence; the image of death everywhere shewed itself,

and there was nothing to be seen but stretched out bodies of men and

animals, all seeming to be dead. He, however, very well knew, by the

ruby faces and pimpled noses of the beef-eaters, that they were only

asleep; and their goblets, wherein still remained some drops of wine,

shewed plainly, that they fell asleep in their cups.

He then crossed a court paved with marble, went up the stairs, and

came into the guard-chamber, where the guards were standing in their

ranks, with their muskets upon their shoulders, and snoring as loud as

they could. After that he went through several rooms full of gentlemen

and ladies, all asleep, some standing, others sitting. At last he came

into a chamber all gilded with gold, where he saw, upon a bed, the

curtains of which were all open, the finest sight was ever beheld: a

Princess, who appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen years of age,

and whose bright, and in a manner resplendent beauty, had somewhat in

it divine. He approached with trembling and admiration, and fell down

before her upon his knees.

And now, as the inchantment was at an end, the Princess awaked, and

looking on him with eyes more tender than the first view might seem to

admit of: "Is it you, my Prince," said she to him, "you have tarried

long."

The Prince, charmed with these words, and much more with the manner in

which they were spoken, knew not how to shew his joy and gratitude; he

assured her, that he loved her better than he did himself; his

discourse was not well connected, but it pleased her all the more;

little eloquence, a great deal of love. He was more at a loss than

she, and we need not wonder at it; she had time to think on what to

say to him; for it is very probable (though history mentions nothing

of it) that the good Fairy, during so long a sleep, had entertained

her with pleasant dreams. In short, when they talked four hours

together, they said not half what they had to say.

[Illustration: "HE SAW, UPON A BED, THE FINEST SIGHT WAS EVER BEHELD"]

In the mean while, all the palace awaked; every one thought upon their

particular business; and as all of them were not in love, they were

ready to die for hunger; the chief lady of honour, being as sharp set

as other folks, grew very impatient, and told the Princess aloud,

That supper was served up. The Prince helped the Princess to rise, she

was entirely dressed, and very magnificently, but his Royal Highness

took care not to tell her that she was dressed like his great

grand-mother, and had a point-band peeping over a high collar; she

looked not a bit the less beautiful and charming for all that.

They went into the great hall of looking-glasses, where they supped,

and were served by the Princess's officers; the violins and hautboys

played old tunes, but very excellent, tho' it was now above a hundred

years since they had been played; and after supper, without losing any

time, the lord almoner married them in the chapel of the castle, and

the chief lady of honour drew the curtains. They had but very little

sleep; the Princess had no occasion, and the Prince left her next

morning to return into the city, where his father must needs have been

anxious on his account. The Prince told him that he lost his way in

the forest, as he was hunting, and that he had lain at the cottage of

a collier, who gave him cheese and brown bread.

The King his father, who was of an easy disposition, believed him; but

his mother could not be persuaded this was true; and seeing that he

went almost every day a-hunting, and that he always had some excuse

ready when he had laid out three or four nights together, she no

longer doubted he had some little amour, for he lived with the

Princess above two whole years, and had by her two children, the

eldest of which, who was a daughter, was named Aurora, and the

youngest, who was a son, they called Day, because he was even

handsomer and more beautiful than his sister.

The Queen said more than once to her son, in order to bring him to

speak freely to her, that a young man must e'en take his pleasure; but

he never dared to trust her with his secret; he feared her, tho' he

loved her; for she was of the race of the Ogres, and the King would

never have married her, had it not been for her vast riches; it was

even whispered about the court, that she had Ogreish inclinations, and

that, whenever she saw little children passing by, she had all the

difficulty in the world to refrain from falling upon them. And so the

Prince would never tell her one word.

But when the King was dead, which happened about two years afterwards;

and he saw himself lord and master, he openly declared his marriage;

and he went in great ceremony to fetch his Queen from the castle. They

made a magnificent entry into the capital city, she riding between her

two children.

Some time after, the King went to make war with the Emperor

Cantalabutte, his neighbour. He left the government of the kingdom to

the Queen his mother, and earnestly recommended to her care his wife

and children. He was like to be at war all the summer, and as soon as

he departed, the Queen-mother sent her daughter-in-law and her

children to a country-house among the woods, that she might with the

more ease gratify her horrible longing.

[Illustration: "'I WILL HAVE IT SO,' REPLIED THE QUEEN, 'AND WILL EAT

HER WITH A SAUCE ROBERT'"]

Some few days afterwards she went thither herself, and said to her

clerk of the kitchen:

"I have a mind to eat little Aurora for my dinner to morrow."

"Ah! Madam," cried the clerk of the kitchen.

"I will have it so," replied the Queen (and this she spake in the tone

of an Ogress, who had a strong desire to eat fresh meat), "and will

eat her with a Sauce Robert."[2]

[Footnote 2: This is a French sauce, made with onions shredded and

boiled tender in butter, to which is added vinegar, mustard, salt,

pepper, and a little wine. [Note by the translator.]]

The poor man knowing very well that he must not play tricks with

Ogresses, took his great knife and went up into little Aurora's

chamber. She was then four years old, and came up to him jumping and

laughing, to take him about the neck, and ask him for some

sugar-candy. Upon which he began to weep, the great knife fell out of

his hand, and he went into the back-yard, and killed a little lamb,

and dressed it with such good sauce, that his mistress assured him she

had never eaten anything so good in her life. He had at the same time

taken up little Aurora, and carried her to his wife, to conceal her in

the lodging he had at the end of the court yard.

About eight days afterwards, the wicked Queen said to the clerk of the

kitchen:

"I will sup upon little Day."

He answered not a word, being resolved to cheat her, as he had done

before. He went to find out little Day, and saw him with a little

foil in his hand, with which he was fencing with a great monkey; the

child being then only three years of age. He took him up in his arms,

and carried him to his wife, that she might conceal him in her chamber

along with his sister, and in the room of little Day cooked up a young

kid very tender, which the Ogress found to be wonderfully good.

This was hitherto all mighty well: but one evening this wicked Queen

said to her clerk of the kitchen:

"I will eat the Queen with the same sauce I had with her children."

It was now that the poor clerk of the kitchen despaired of being able

to deceive her. The young Queen was turned of twenty, not reckoning

the hundred years she had been asleep: her skin was somewhat tough,

tho' very fair and white; and how to find in the yard a beast so firm,

was what puzzled him. He took then a resolution, that he might save

his own life, to cut the Queen's throat; and going up into her

chamber, with intent to do it at once, he put himself into as great a

fury as he could possibly, and came into the young Queen's room with

his dagger in his hand. He would not, however, surprise her, but told

her, with a great deal of respect, the orders he had received from the

Queen-mother.

"Do it, do it," said she stretching out her neck, "execute your

orders, and then I shall go and see my children, my poor children,

whom I so much and so tenderly loved," for she thought them dead ever

since they had been taken away without her knowledge.

"No, no, Madam," cried the poor clerk of the kitchen, all in tears,

"you shall not die, and yet you shall see your children again; but it

must be in my lodgings, where I have concealed them, and I shall

deceive the Queen once more, by giving her in your stead a young

hind."

Upon this he forthwith conducted her to his chamber; where leaving her

to embrace her children, and cry along with them, he went and dressed

a hind, which the Queen had for her supper, and devoured it with the

same appetite, as if it had been the young Queen. Exceedingly was she

delighted with her cruelty, and she had invented a story to tell the

King, at his return, how ravenous wolves had eaten up the Queen his

wife, and her two children.

One evening, as she was, according to her custom, rambling round about

the courts and yards of the palace, to see if she could smell any

fresh meat, she heard, in a ground-room little Day crying, for his

mamma was going to whip him, because he had been naughty; and she

heard, at the same time, little Aurora begging pardon for her brother.

The Ogress presently knew the voice of the Queen and her children, and

being quite mad that she had been thus deceived, she commanded next

morning, by break of day (with a most horrible voice, which made every

body tremble) that they should bring into the middle of the great

court a large tub, which she caused to be filled with toads, vipers,

snakes, and all sorts of serpents, in order to have thrown into it the

Queen and her children, the clerk of the kitchen, his wife and maid;

all whom she had given orders should be brought thither with their

hands tied behind them.

They were brought out accordingly, and the executioners were just

going to throw them into the tub, when the King (who was not so soon

expected) entered the court on horse-back (for he came post) and

asked, with the utmost astonishment, what was the meaning of that

horrible spectacle? No one dared to tell him; when the Ogress, all

inraged to see what had happened, threw herself head-foremost into the

tub, and was instantly devoured by the ugly creatures she had ordered

to be thrown into it for others. The King could not but be very sorry,

for she was his mother; but he soon comforted himself with his

beautiful wife, and his pretty children.

[Illustration]

The Moral

_To get as prize a husband rich and gay.

Of humour sweet, with many years to stay,

Is natural enough, 'tis true;

To wait for him a hundred years,

And all that while asleep, appears

A thing entirely new.

Now at this time of day,

Not one of all the sex we see

Doth sleep with such profound tranquillity:

But yet this Fable seems to let us know

That very often Hymen's blisses sweet,

Altho' some tedious obstacles they meet,

Are not less happy for approaching slow.

'Tis nature's way that ladies fair

Should yearn conjugal joys to share;

And so I've not the heart to preach

A moral that's beyond their reach._

The Master Cat; or, Puss in Boots

[Illustration]

The Master Cat or Puss in Boots

There was a miller, who left no more estate to the three sons he had,

than his Mill, his Ass, and his Cat. The partition was soon made.

Neither the scrivener nor attorney were sent for. They would soon have

eaten up all the poor patrimony. The eldest had the Mill, the second

the Ass, and the youngest nothing but the Cat.

The poor young fellow was quite comfortless at having so poor a lot.

"My brothers," said he, "may get their living handsomely enough, by

joining their stocks together; but for my part, when I have eaten up

my Cat, and made me a muff of his skin, I must die with hunger."

The Cat, who heard all this, but made as if he did not, said to him

with a grave and serious air:

"Do not thus afflict yourself, my good master; you have only to give

me a bag, and get a pair of boots made for me, that I may scamper

thro' the dirt and the brambles, and you shall see that you have not

so bad a portion of me as you imagine."

Tho' the Cat's master did not build very much upon what he said, he

had however often seen him play a great many cunning tricks to catch

rats and mice; as when he used to hang by the heels, or hide himself

in the meal, and make as if he were dead; so that he did not

altogether despair of his affording him some help in his miserable

condition.

When the Cat had what he asked for, he booted himself very gallantly;

and putting his bag about his neck, he held the strings of it in his

two fore paws, and went into a warren where was great abundance of

rabbits. He put bran and sow-thistle into his bag, and stretching

himself out at length, as if he had been dead, he waited for some

young rabbit, not yet acquainted with the deceits of the world, to

come and rummage his bag for what he had put into it.

Scarce was he lain down, but he had what he wanted; a rash and foolish

young rabbit jumped into his bag, and Monsieur Puss, immediately

drawing close the strings, took and killed him without pity. Proud of

his prey, he went with it to the palace, and asked to speak with his

Majesty. He was shewed up stairs into the King's apartment, and,

making a low reverence, said to him:

"I have brought you, sir, a rabbit of the warren which my noble lord

the Marquis of Carabas" (for that was the title which Puss was pleased

to give his master) "has commanded me to present to your Majesty from

him."

"Tell thy master," said the King, "that I thank him, and that he does

me a great deal of pleasure."

Another time he went and hid himself among some standing corn, holding

still his bag open; and when a brace of partridges ran into it, he

drew the strings, and so caught them both. He went and made a present

of these to the King, as he had done before of the rabbit which he

took in the warren. The King in like manner received the partridges

with great pleasure, and ordered him some money to drink.

The Cat continued for two or three months, thus to carry his Majesty,

from time to time, game of his master's taking. One day in particular,

when he knew for certain that the King was to take the air, along the

river side, with his daughter, the most beautiful Princess in the

world, he said to his master:

"If you will follow my advice, your fortune is made; you have nothing

else to do, but go and wash yourself in the river, in that part I

shall shew you, and leave the rest to me."

The Marquis of Carabas did what the Cat advised him to, without

knowing why or wherefore.

While he was washing, the King passed by, and the Cat began to cry

out, as loud as he could:

"Help, help, my lord Marquis of Carabas is drowning."

At this noise the King put his head out of his coach-window, and

finding it was the Cat who had so often brought him such good game, he

commanded his guards to run immediately to the assistance of his

lordship the Marquis of Carabas.

While they were drawing the poor Marquis out of the river, the Cat

came up to the coach, and told the King that while his master was

washing, there came by some rogues, who went off with his clothes,

tho' he had cried out "Thieves, thieves," several times, as loud as he

could. This cunning Cat had hidden them under a great stone. The King

immediately commanded the officers of his wardrobe to run and fetch

one of his best suits for the lord Marquis of Carabas.

The King received him with great kindness, and as the fine clothes he

had given him extremely set off his good mien (for he was well made,

and very handsome in his person), the King's daughter took a secret

inclination to him, and the Marquis of Carabas had no sooner cast two

or three respectful and somewhat tender glances, but she fell in love

with him to distraction. The King would needs have him come into his

coach, and take part of the airing. The Cat, quite overjoyed to see

his project begin to succeed, marched on before, and meeting with some

countrymen, who were mowing a meadow, he said to them:

"Good people, you who are mowing, if you do not tell the King, that

the meadow you mow belongs to my lord Marquis of Carabas, you shall be

chopped as small as mince-meat."

The King did not fail asking of the mowers, to whom the meadow they

were mowing belonged.

"To my lord Marquis of Carabas," answered they all together; for the

Cat's threats had made them terribly afraid.

"Truly a fine estate," said the King to the Marquis of Carabas.

"You see, sir," said the Marquis, "this is a meadow which never fails

to yield a plentiful harvest every year."

The Master Cat, who still went on before, met with some reapers, and

said to them:

"Good people, you who are reaping, if you do not tell the King that

all this corn belongs to the Marquis of Carabas, you shall be chopped

as small as mince-meat."

The King, who passed by a moment after, would needs know to whom all

that corn, which he then saw, did belong. "To my lord Marquis of

Carabas," replied the reapers; and the King again congratulated the

Marquis.

The Master Cat, who went always before, said the same words to all he

met; and the King was astonished at the vast estates of my lord

Marquis of Carabas.

Monsieur Puss came at last to a stately castle, the master of which

was an Ogre, the richest had ever been known; for all the lands which

the King had then gone over belonged to this castle. The Cat, who had

taken care to inform himself who this Ogre was, and what he could do,

asked to speak with him, saying, he could not pass so near his castle,

without having the honour of paying his respects to him.

The Ogre received him as civilly as an Ogre could do, and made him sit

down.

"I have been assured," said the Cat, "that you have the gift of being

able to change yourself into all sorts of creatures you have a mind

to; you can, for example, transform yourself into a lion, or elephant,

and the like."

"This is true," answered the Ogre very briskly, "and to convince you,

you shall see me now become a lion."

Puss was so sadly terrified at the sight of a lion so near him, that

he immediately got into the gutter, not without abundance of trouble

and danger, because of his boots, which were ill-suited for walking

upon the tiles. A little while after, when Puss saw that the Ogre had

resumed his natural form, he came down, and owned he had been very

much frightened.

"I have been moreover informed," said the Cat, "but I know not how to

believe it, that you have also the power to take on you the shape of

the smallest animals; for example, to change yourself into a rat or a

mouse; but I must own to you, I take this to be impossible."

"Impossible?" cried the Ogre, "you shall see that presently," and at

the same time changed into a mouse, and began to run about the floor.

Puss no sooner perceived this, but he fell upon him, and ate him up.

Meanwhile the King, who saw, as he passed, this fine castle of the

Ogre's, had a mind to go into it. Puss, who heard the noise of his

Majesty's coach running over the drawbridge, ran out and said to the

King:

"Your Majesty is welcome to this castle of my lord Marquis of

Carabas."

"What! my lord Marquis?" cried the King, "and does this castle also

belong to you? There can be nothing finer than this court, and all the

stately buildings which surround it; let us go into it, if you

please."

[Illustration: "THE MARQUIS GAVE HIS HAND TO THE PRINCESS, AND

FOLLOWED THE KING, WHO WENT UP FIRST"]

The Marquis gave his hand to the Princess, and followed the King,

who went up first. They passed into a spacious hall, where they found

a magnificent collation which the Ogre had prepared for his friends,

who were that very day to visit him, but dared not to enter knowing

the King was there. His Majesty was perfectly charmed with the good

qualities of my lord Marquis of Carabas, as was his daughter who was

fallen violently in love with him; and seeing the vast estate he

possessed, said to him, after having drank five or six glasses:

"It will be owing to yourself only, my lord Marquis, if you are not my

son-in-law."

The Marquis making several low bows, accepted the honour which his

Majesty conferred upon him, and forthwith, that very same day, married

the Princess.

Puss became a great lord, and never ran after mice any more, but only

for his diversion.

[Illustration]

The Moral

_How advantageous it may be,

By long descent of pedigree,

          T'enjoy a great estate,

Yet knowledge how to act, we see,

Join'd with consummate industry,

          (Nor wonder ye thereat)

Doth often prove a greater boon,

As should be to young people known._

Another

_If the son of a miller so soon gains the heart

Of a beautiful princess, and makes her impart

Sweet languishing glances, eyes melting for love,

It must be remark'd of fine clothes how they move,

And that youth, a good face, a good air, with good mien,

Are not always indifferent mediums to win

The love of the fair, and gently inspire

The flames of sweet passion, and tender desire._

Cinderilla; or, The Little Glass Slipper

[Illustration]

[Illustration: "AWAY SHE DROVE, SCARCE ABLE TO CONTAIN HERSELF FOR

JOY" (page 84)]


Story DNA fairy tale · hopeful

Moral

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Plot Summary

A King and Queen's long-awaited daughter is cursed by an uninvited old fairy to die by pricking her finger on a spindle. A good fairy mitigates the curse, changing death to a hundred-year sleep, to be broken by a King's son. Despite the King's efforts, the Princess pricks her finger at age sixteen and falls asleep, along with the entire castle, which is then enveloped by a thorny forest. A century later, a Prince braves the forest, finds the sleeping Princess, and awakens her with a kiss, leading to their marriage and the castle's return to life.

Themes

fate vs. free willthe power of lovepatience and endurancethe triumph of good over evil

Emotional Arc

suffering to triumph

Writing Style

Voice: third person omniscient
Pacing: moderate
Descriptive: moderate
Techniques: rule of three, foreshadowing

Narrative Elements

Conflict: person vs supernatural
Ending: happy
Magic: fairies, curses, blessings, magical sleep, seven-league boots, fiery chariot drawn by dragons, magic wand, spontaneous growth of a forest
the spindle (fate/danger)the thorny forest (protection/passage of time)the kiss (love/awakening)

Cultural Context

Origin: French
Era: timeless fairy tale

Perrault's version is one of the earliest recorded, influencing later adaptations like the Grimm's. It reflects aristocratic court life and the societal expectations of princesses.

Plot Beats (13)

  1. A King and Queen, after much sorrow, have a daughter and invite seven good fairies to her christening.
  2. An uninvited, old, malevolent fairy arrives at the christening feast and feels slighted.
  3. The good fairies bestow gifts upon the Princess, but the old fairy curses her to die by pricking her finger on a spindle.
  4. A young fairy, who hid to speak last, modifies the curse: the Princess will not die, but sleep for a hundred years until a King's son awakens her.
  5. The King bans all spinning in the kingdom to prevent the curse.
  6. At 15 or 16, the Princess discovers an old woman spinning in a hidden tower, pricks her finger on the spindle, and falls into a deep sleep.
  7. The good fairy, informed by a dwarf, returns to the castle and puts everyone and everything within it to sleep with her wand.
  8. A dense, thorny forest grows around the castle, making it impenetrable for a hundred years.
  9. After a century, a young Prince hears the tale of the sleeping Princess and the hidden castle.
  10. The Prince, undeterred by the thorny growth, finds a path through the now-parted brambles and enters the silent, sleeping castle.
  11. He discovers the beautiful, sleeping Princess in her chamber.
  12. The Prince kisses the Princess, and she awakens, along with everyone and everything else in the castle.
  13. The Prince and Princess fall in love instantly and are married, living happily ever after.

Characters 7 characters

The Princess ★ protagonist

human young adult female

Exceedingly beautiful, with carnation cheeks and coral lips, even in sleep.

Attire: Implied royal attire, later laid upon a bed embroidered with gold and silver.

A beautiful young woman in a deep, enchanted sleep, finger pricked by a spindle.

Curious, naive, graceful.

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A young woman in her late teens with a kind, gentle expression. She has long, flowing golden hair adorned with a delicate silver tiara. She wears an elegant, floor-length ballgown of pale blue silk with intricate silver embroidery and puffed sleeves. Her posture is poised yet relaxed, standing with one hand lightly touching the folds of her skirt. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The King ◆ supporting

human adult male

None explicitly stated.

Attire: Royal attire, befitting a monarch.

A king in regal robes, looking distraught over his sleeping daughter.

Worried, protective, authoritative.

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A wise and dignified older man with a neatly trimmed white beard and kind, weathered features. He wears a rich, deep blue velvet robe with gold embroidery along the edges and a heavy, ornate golden crown upon his head. His posture is straight and calm, one hand resting gently on the pommel of a simple, elegant sword at his side, his expression thoughtful and benevolent. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The Queen ◆ supporting

human adult female

None explicitly stated.

Attire: Royal attire, befitting a monarch.

A queen in regal robes, shedding tears over her child.

Sorrowful, joyful, worried.

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A middle-aged queen with kind, wise eyes and a gentle smile. She has flowing auburn hair adorned with a simple gold circlet. She wears an elegant, deep blue velvet gown with gold embroidery at the sleeves and neckline. Her posture is poised and regal, standing tall with one hand resting softly on her heart. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The Old Fairy ⚔ antagonist

magical creature elderly female

Very old, head shaking more with spite than age.

Attire: None explicitly stated, but likely traditional fairy attire, perhaps dark or tattered.

An ancient fairy with a malevolent expression, shaking her head with spite.

Spiteful, vengeful, bitter.

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An elderly, sinister fairy with a gaunt, wrinkled face and sharp, cunning eyes that glow faintly with a malevolent light. Her wild, tangled hair is a stark white, flowing like cobwebs around her hunched shoulders. She wears tattered, dark robes of deep purple and black, frayed at the edges, adorned with twisted thorns and dead, brittle flowers. Her posture is hunched yet alert, one long, bony finger pointed forward in a threatening gesture, a cruel smirk playing on her thin lips. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The Young Fairy ◆ supporting

magical creature young adult female

None explicitly stated.

Attire: None explicitly stated, but likely traditional fairy attire, perhaps light and ethereal.

A benevolent fairy, emerging from behind hangings to soften a curse.

Kind, wise, quick-thinking, benevolent.

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An ethereal young fairy, appearing around ten years old, with delicate features and large, luminous eyes the color of fresh spring leaves. Her hair is a cascade of soft, silvery-white curls, adorned with tiny, glowing bluebells. She wears a layered dress that seems woven from morning dew and spider silk, shimmering in pale greens and silvers. Tiny, iridescent wings, like a dragonfly's, sprout from her back. She stands in a gentle, welcoming pose, her head slightly tilted with a kind, curious smile, one hand slightly extended as if offering help. Her posture is light and poised on bare feet. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The Prince ★ protagonist

human young adult male

None explicitly stated, but implied to be a king's son.

Attire: Princely attire, suitable for hunting or travel.

A young prince, sword at his side, approaching a thorny castle.

Brave, determined, destined.

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A young adult prince with a kind, determined expression, dark brown hair swept back from his forehead, and bright blue eyes. He wears a finely tailored deep blue tunic with silver embroidery at the collar and cuffs, dark leather trousers, and polished black boots. A simple silver circlet rests on his head. He stands tall with a confident posture, one hand resting on the pommel of a sheathed sword at his hip. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.

The Good Old Woman ○ minor

human elderly female

Good old woman.

Attire: Simple, peasant-like clothing, suitable for spinning.

An old woman spinning with a distaff and spindle in a dusty tower room.

Unknowing, industrious, startled.

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An elderly woman with deep smile lines and kind, twinkling eyes. Her silver hair is neatly pinned under a white linen headscarf. She wears a simple, faded blue woolen dress with a clean white apron tied at the waist, and sturdy brown leather boots. She stands with a slight, gentle hunch, one hand resting on a gnarled wooden walking stick, the other extended slightly in a welcoming gesture. Her posture is calm and steady. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations 5 locations
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King's Palace - Feast Hall

indoor afternoon

A grand hall within the King's palace, set for a great feast. Magnificent covers with cases of massive gold, containing pure gold utensils set with diamonds and rubies, are placed before each fairy.

Mood: Celebratory, opulent, then tense and fearful

The christening feast where the fairies bestow gifts upon the Princess, and the old fairy curses her.

long dining table magnificent gold place settings hangings (tapestries) seven fairies one uninvited old fairy
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A grand feast hall within a royal palace, evening time with warm candlelight and magical floating orbs illuminating the space. The vast chamber features soaring vaulted ceilings painted with celestial scenes, supported by marble columns with gold leaf detailing. Long tables draped in deep crimson velvet are set with magnificent golden covers and cases containing pure gold utensils inlaid with glittering diamonds and rubies, catching the light like scattered stars. Crystal goblets and silver platters adorn the tables. The polished marble floor reflects the glow of enormous chandeliers dripping with crystals. Tall arched windows reveal a twilight sky, while tapestries depicting heroic tales line the stone walls. The atmosphere is opulent, regal, and enchanted, with a soft golden haze in the air. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
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Little Room on Top of a Tower

indoor day

A small, secluded room at the very top of a palace tower, where an old woman is spinning.

Mood: Secluded, innocent, then fateful and tragic

The Princess discovers the old woman spinning and pricks her finger on the spindle, falling into a deep sleep.

spinning wheel spindle old woman Princess
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A secluded circular stone chamber at the apex of a slender palace tower. Late afternoon golden light streams through a tall, narrow arched window, illuminating dust motes in the air. The room features rough-hewn stone walls, a worn wooden floor, and a simple wooden spinning wheel resting in the corner. A faded tapestry hangs on one wall. Through the open window, a breathtaking view of a distant mountain range and a deep, mist-filled valley is visible under a soft, pastel sky. The atmosphere is one of profound quiet and timeless isolation. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
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Finest Apartment in the Palace

indoor day

The most beautiful apartment in the King's palace, where the sleeping Princess is laid upon a bed embroidered with gold and silver.

Mood: Serene, sorrowful, preserved

The Princess is placed in a deep sleep, awaiting her awakening.

bed embroidered with gold and silver sleeping Princess silken curtains
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A grand, silent chamber in a palace at twilight, bathed in soft silver moonlight streaming through tall, arched windows. The room features towering marble columns, intricate gilded moldings, and deep blue velvet drapes. At its center stands an immense, ornate bed with a towering headboard, its coverlet and pillows exquisitely embroidered with shimmering gold and silver thread in floral and celestial patterns. The polished marble floor reflects the moonlight, and a single, elegant candelabra with unlit candles sits on a distant table. The atmosphere is one of profound, magical stillness and opulent repose. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration
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The Wood/Forest

outdoor

A vast, dense wood that grows up around the palace, becoming so thick with trees, thorns, and brambles that it is impenetrable.

Mood: Mysterious, dangerous, enchanted, overgrown

The forest grows to protect the sleeping palace and Princess, deterring many princes.

thick trees thorns brambles impenetrable growth
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At twilight, a vast and ancient forest stretches endlessly, its dense canopy of gnarled, interlocking branches forming a near-impenetrable ceiling. The air is thick with a cool, misty haze, filtering the last rays of dusky violet and deep indigo light into faint, struggling shafts. Towering, black-barked trees are choked with curtains of sharp thorns and thickets of dark, serpentine brambles that coil around trunks and sprawl across the shadowed forest floor. The ground is a tangle of twisted roots and deep, damp mulch, with patches of luminous pale fungi the only light in the profound gloom. An atmosphere of ancient, watchful silence pervades the oppressive, shadow-drenched woods. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
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Palace Courtyard and Stately Buildings

outdoor day

The grand courtyard of the palace, surrounded by stately buildings, now overgrown and silent, but revealing its former splendor.

Mood: Eerie, silent, ancient, magical

The Prince enters the sleeping palace, witnessing the enchanted stillness.

overgrown plants sleeping guards sleeping horses stately architecture
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Late afternoon light streams through the tall arches of a grand, overgrown palace courtyard. Sunbeams illuminate dust motes and highlight the intricate, crumbling marble of the surrounding stately buildings, where creeping ivy and moss soften ornate carvings. A dry, cracked fountain in the center is choked with fallen leaves and wild grasses. Warm golden hour tones contrast with the cool shadows of the silent colonnades, revealing faded mosaics on the ground. The air is still and heavy with the scent of damp stone and forgotten blooms, a scene of majestic decay and quiet beauty. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration