Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
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Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
Fairy tales
The inconstant lovers, far from concealing their new passion, invented
every day some fresh entertainment, with the view of paying their
court to her. They entreated her even to bestow the prize in the games
which took place in her honour; but Beauty, who could not be blind to
the mortification she was causing her sisters, and yet was unwilling
to refuse utterly the favour they implored so ardently, and in so
flattering a manner, found means to satisfy them all, by declaring
that she would, alternately with her sisters, present the prize to
the victor. What she selected was a flower, or some equally simple
guerdon. She left to her elder sisters the honour of giving, in their
turn, jewels, crowns of diamonds, costly weapons, or superb bracelets,
presents which her liberal hand supplied them with, but for which she
would not take the slightest credit. The treasures lavished on her
by the Monster left her in want of nothing. She divided between her
sisters everything she had brought that was most rare and elegant.
Bestowing nothing but trifles herself, and leaving them the pleasure
of giving largely, she counted on securing for them the love as well
as the gratitude of the youthful combatants. But these lovers sought
only to gain her heart, and the simplest gift from her hand was more
precious to them than all the treasures that were prodigally heaped
upon them by the others.
The amusements she partook of amongst her family, though vastly
inferior to those she enjoyed in the Palace of the Beast, entertained
her sufficiently to prevent the time hanging heavily on her hands. At
the same time, neither the gratification of seeing her father, whom she
tenderly loved, nor the pleasure of being with her brothers, who in
a hundred ways studied to prove to her the extent of their affection,
nor the delight of conversing with her sisters, of whom she was very
fond, though they were not so of her, could prevent her regretting her
agreeable dreams. Her Unknown (greatly to her sorrow) came not, when
she slumbered under her father's roof, to address her in the tenderest
language; and the court paid to her by those who had been the admirers
of her sisters, did not compensate for the loss of that pleasing
illusion. Had she even been of a nature to feel flattered by such
conquests, she would still have distinguished an immense difference
between their attentions, or those of the Beast, and the devotion of
her charming Unknown.
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