The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 11 of 12)Frazer, James George
Religion
The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 11 of 12)
Frazer, James George
Magic; Mythology; Religion; Superstition
husband used to play, whom the King cut in bits.” So she went out to the
gate and said to him, “Are you my husband?” “That I am,” said he, and he
told her to find out from the King where he kept his soul and then to come
and tell him. So she went to the King and said to him, “Where my husband’s
soul is, there must mine be too.” The King was touched by this artless
expression of her love, and he replied, “My soul is in yonder lake. In
that lake lies a stone; in that stone is a hare; in the hare is a duck, in
the duck is an egg, and in the egg is my soul.” So the queen went and told
her former husband, the prince, and gave him plenty of money and food for
the journey, and off he set for the lake. But when he came to the lake, he
did not know in which part of it the stone was; so he roamed about the
banks, and he was hungry, for he had eaten up all the food. Then he met a
dog, and the dog said to him, “Don’t shoot me dead. I will be a mighty
helper to you in your time of need.” So he let the dog live and went on
his way. Next he saw a tree with two hawks on it, an old one and a young
one, and he climbed up the tree to catch the young one. But the old hawk
said to him, “Don’t take my young one. He will be a mighty helper to you
in your time of need.” So the prince climbed down the tree and went on his
way. Then he saw a huge crab and wished to break off one of his claws for
something to eat, but the crab said to him, “Don’t break off my claw. It
will be a mighty helper to you in your time of need.” So he left the crab
alone and went on his way. And he came to people and got them to fish up
the stone for him from the lake and to bring it to him on the bank. And
there he broke the stone in two and out of the stone jumped a hare. But
the dog seized the hare and tore him, and out of the hare flew a duck. The
young hawk pounced on the duck and rent it, and out of the duck fell an
egg, and the egg rolled into the lake. But the crab fetched the egg out of
the lake and brought it to the prince. Then the King fell ill. So the
prince went to the King and said, “You killed me. Now I will kill you.”
“Don’t,” said the King. “I will,” said the prince. With that he threw the
egg on the ground, and the King fell out of the bed as dead as a stone. So
the prince went home with his wife and very happy they were, you may take
my word for it.(359)
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