In ancient times, when wishing was still something there was a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun, which also has seen so much, wondered, he shone in his face. Near the royal castle there was a great dark wood and the wood under an old linden tree, there was a fountain in the hottest hours of the day, the princess went into the woods and sat on the edge of the cool well, and when we bored, took a golden ball, throw it up and catch it again; and this was his favorite game.
It happened one day that the golden ball of princess fell in the hand that she tended not high, but fell to the ground and rolled right into the water. The the princess watched him, but the ball disappeared, and the well was deep, deep in the eye. Then she began to cry, and cried louder and louder, and could not be comforted.
And while it was crying, someone called out: - What's wrong, Princess? Thy tears would melt a heart of stone.
She looked around, to see where the voice came, and saw a frog , protruding from the water his thick ugly head. Ah, you, old sciaguattone! - Said, - I weep because my golden ball has fallen into the well.
- Never mind, do not cry, - said the frog - I'll see, but what you give me if I fetch your plaything?
- What you want, dear frog, - she said, - my clothes, my pearls and jewels, or even my gold crown.
answered the frog - Your dress, pearls and jewels and your crown of gold I do not want them, but if you want me well, if I can be your friend and playmate, sit by thee at table, eat from your golden plate, drink from your cup, sleep in your bed, if you promise me this, I plunge and I'll bring the golden ball.
- Ah yes, - she said - I promise all I want, if you bring me the ball.
But he thought: "What is this babbling fool frog is croaking in the water with his fellows, and can not be the companion of a human being! "
her promise, the frog put his head under the water, dived, and soon after returned to the surface remigio; had the ball in his mouth and threw it on the grass. The princess, full of joy to see her pretty toy, took it and ran away.
- Wait, wait! - Cried the frog - take me with you, I can not run like you do.
But that availed croaking with the top of her throat! The princess not listen to him, ran home and soon forgot all about the poor beast, who had to dive back into its source.
The next day, when she was seated at the table with the king and his court, and eating from her golden plate - plitsch Platsch, plitsch Platsch - something bounding climbed the marble staircase, and when he was knocking at the door and shouted: - Daughter of the King, little one, let me in!
She ran to see who was outside, but when he opened it he saw in front of the frog.
Then she shut the door hastily and sat down again at the table, full of fear. The King noticed that her heart was beating, and said: - What are you afraid, my child? Outside the door there a giant who wants to kidnap you?
- Ah no, - she said - not a giant but a disgusting frog.
- What do you want?
- Ah, my father, yesterday, while playing in forest close to the source, my golden ball fell into the water. And because I was crying so much, the frog has fished out of me, and because it wanted at any price, promised that he would become my partner, but I never thought it would come out of that water. Now it's out and wants to come to me. Meanwhile
heard him knocking the second time and crying:
- Daughter of the King, little one, let me in!
You do not know what you said yesterday a source close to the fresh? A king's daughter, little one, let me in!
Then the king said: - What you promised, you keep it, go 'then, and open -. She
went and opened the door, the frog hopped in, following her, hopped up to his chair.
Then he stopped and shouted: - Lift up to you. The princess
hesitated, but the king ordered her to do so. As soon as it was in the chair, the frog wanted to get on board when it was on the table and said: - Now avvicinami your golden plate, because we eat together. The princess
obeyed, but it was obvious that he did so reluctantly.
the frog feasted heartily, but she remained in her throat almost every bite. Finally he said: - I ate fill, and I'm tired, now take me in your room, and make ready your silken bed, go to sleep.
Princess began to cry: he was afraid of the cold frog, that he dared not touch, and he must sleep in his nice clean bed.
But the king was angry and said: - You must not despise those who helped you in times of need.
Then she picked up the frog with two fingers, carried him upstairs and put him in a corner.
But when he was in bed, he came creeping up and said - I'm tired and want sleep as much as you take me up, or I will tell your father.
Then the princess became angry, grabbed him and threw him with all his might against the wall - now you be quiet, you horrid frog!
But as he fell, he was no longer a frog was a prince with beautiful kind eyes.
wish of his father, he was her dear companion and husband.
He told her that he had been bewitched by an evil witch and no one but her, could free him. The next day they would go to his kingdom. Then they fell asleep.
The next morning, when the sun awoke them, came a carriage with eight white horses, which had plumes white on the head and golden harness, and behind was the young king's servant, faithful Henry.
Faithful Henry was so unhappy when his master was turned into a frog, who had been obliged to wear three iron bands around the heart, because he does not burst with anguish. But now the coach started to take the king in his kingdom, and faithful Henry had helped them both, went back and was full of joy for deliverance. When they had gone a stretch of road, the prince heard a crash behind him as if something had broken.
Then he turned and shouted: - Rico, here falls apart the coach!
- No, sir, is not the coach, but
a circle of my heart, which was
ache, I grieved for
when you were turned into a frog.
Twice more he heard a crash during the trip and each time the prince thought that the coach went to pieces, and instead were just circles, leaping away from the heart of faithful Henry because his master was free and happy.
brothers Jachob and Wilhelm Grimm
The Tales of the Brothers Grimm
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