Phantastes: A Faerie Romance for Men and WomenMacDonald, George
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Phantastes: A Faerie Romance for Men and Women
MacDonald, George
Fantasy fiction
I sat down to the table, and began to help myself to the good things
before me with confidence. And now I found, as in many instances
before, how true the fairy tales are; for I was waited on, all the time
of my meal, by invisible hands. I had scarcely to do more than look
towards anything I wanted, when it was brought me, just as if it had
come to me of itself. My glass was kept filled with the wine I had
chosen, until I looked towards another bottle or decanter; when a fresh
glass was substituted, and the other wine supplied. When I had eaten
and drank more heartily and joyfully than ever since I entered Fairy
Land, the whole was removed by several attendants, of whom some were
male and some female, as I thought I could distinguish from the way the
dishes were lifted from the table, and the motion with which they were
carried out of the room. As soon as they were all taken away, I heard a
sound as of the shutting of a door, and knew that I was left alone. I
sat long by the fire, meditating, and wondering how it would all end;
and when at length, wearied with thinking, I betook myself to my own
bed, it was half with a hope that, when I awoke in the morning, I
should awake not only in my own room, but in my own castle also; and
that I should walk, out upon my own native soil, and find that Fairy
Land was, after all, only a vision of the night. The sound of the
falling waters of the fountain floated me into oblivion.
CHAPTER XI
“A wilderness of building, sinking far
And self-withdrawn into a wondrous depth,
Far sinking into splendour—without end:
Fabric it seemed of diamond and of gold,
With alabaster domes, and silver spires,
And blazing terrace upon terrace, high
Uplifted.”
WORDSWORTH.
But when, after a sleep, which, although dreamless, yet left behind it
a sense of past blessedness, I awoke in the full morning, I found,
indeed, that the room was still my own; but that it looked abroad upon
an unknown landscape of forest and hill and dale on the one side—and on
the other, upon the marble court, with the great fountain, the crest of
which now flashed glorious in the sun, and cast on the pavement beneath
a shower of faint shadows from the waters that fell from it into the
marble basin below.
Agreeably to all authentic accounts of the treatment of travellers in
Fairy Land, I found by my bedside a complete suit of fresh clothing,
just such as I was in the habit of wearing; for, though varied
sufficiently from the one removed, it was yet in complete accordance
with my tastes. I dressed myself in this, and went out. The whole
palace shone like silver in the sun. The marble was partly dull and
partly polished; and every pinnacle, dome, and turret ended in a ball,
or cone, or cusp of silver. It was like frost-work, and too dazzling,
in the sun, for earthly eyes like mine.
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