The Fisherman and His Wife
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the fisherman and his wife. There once was a fisherman who lived with his wife and the pigs died close by. The seaside fishermen used to go out all day long fishing, and one day as he sat on the shore with his rod looking at the spa, Barkley waves and watching his line. All of a sudden, his float was dragged away deep into the water and in trying it up, he pulled out a great fish. But the fish said, Pray, let me live. I am not a real dish. I'm an enchanted prince. Put me in the water again. Let me ggo. Oh, said the man. You need not make so many words about the matter. I will have nothing to do with fish that can talk. So swim away, sir, as soon as you please. Then he put it back into the water, and the fish started straight down to the bottom and left a long streak of blood behind him on the wave. When the fishermen went home to his wife in the pig sty, he told her how he had caught a great fish and how it had told him it was an enchanted prince and how, on hearing it speak, he had let it go again. Did you know for anything? Said the wife, Reggie. Here in this nasty, dirty pig sty. Go back and tell the fish we want a snug little cottage. Fishermen did not much like the business, however. He went to the seashore, and when he came back there, the water looked all yellow and green, and he stood at the water's edge and said, Men of the sea hawk into me more Worf Isabel will have her own will and has sent me to beg a boon for the fish came swimming to him and said, Well, what does her Well, what does your wife? What? Said the fisherman. She says that when I had caught you, I ought to a vast do something before I let you go. She does know, like living any longer in a pig star, Roy. And what's a snug little cordage? Go home then, said the fish. She's in the cottage already. So the man went home and saw his wife, standing at the door of a nice, trim little cottage, said she is no this much better than the field. The pig sty we had and there was a parlour and embed chamber and a kitchen. And behind the cottage there was a little garden planted with all sorts of flowers and fruits, and there was a courtyard behind, full of ducks and chickens. Ah, said the fisherman, happily, we should live here now. We will try to do so at least, said the wife. Everything went right for a week or two and then Dame is a bell, said husband. There's no near room enough for us in this cottage. The courtyard and the garden are great. Deal too small. She don't have a stone, so to live in fish again and tell him to give us a castle. Warden, said the fisherman. I don't like to go to him again, for perhaps he will be angry. We ought to be easy with this pretty cordage we live in known since, said the wife, he will do it very winning. Me, I know go along in Troy, the fishermen went, but his heart was very heavy and when he came to the sea it looked blue and gloomy, though it was very calm and he would close to the edge of the waves and said, Oh, man of the sea, Hawkin to May. More warmth is a bin will have her own way and hath sent me to beg a boon of the What does she want now, said the fish. All said the man doleful e more. Worf wants to live in a stone car. So go home then, said the fish. She is standing at the gate of it already. So away went the fishermen and found his wife standing before the gates of a great castle. See, she said, is no thiss grand. With that, they went into the castle together and found a great many servants there. And the room's all richly furnished and full of golden chairs and tables. And behind the castle was a garden, and around it it was a park 1/2 a mile long, full of sheep and goats and hares. Dear and in the courtyard were stables and cow houses. Well, said the man. Now we will live careful and happiness. Beautiful castle for the rest of our lives, May said the wife, but lettuce late born it before we make up our minds to that. So they went to bed the next morning, when Dame Isabelle woke, it was broad daylight and she jogged the fisherman with her elbow and said, Get up husband and Mr yourself, for we must be king of all the land, said the man. Always should we wish to be the king? I will no be king. They know I will, said she. But Ward said the fisherman out. Can you be king? Fish cannot make you king, Husband said. She say no more about it. Go on, Troy. I will be king. So the man went away, quite sorrowful, to think that his wife should want to be king this time. The sealed dark and grey colour and was over spread with curling waves and ridges of bone as he cried out, Oh man of the sea Hawk into me More war visit bail will have her room wheel and has sent me to beg a bone of the well. What would she have? No, said the fish. A last, said the poor man. Worf wants to Big King Go home, said the fish. She's king already. Then the fisherman went home, and as he came close to the palace, he saw a troop of soldiers and heard the sound of drums and trumpets. And when he went in, he saw his wife sitting on a throne of gold and diamonds with golden crown upon her head. And on each side of her stood six fair maidens, each a head taller than the other. While Wass said, The fisherman, All You King said she I am king and when he looked at her for a very long time, he said. Awards, what a foreign thing it is debate king Now we should never have have anything more to wish for as long as we live. I don't know how that might be said. She never is a very long time. William King. It is true what I begin to be tired of it. I think a last voyage boy should you wish to be, Emperor said. The fisherman has been said she go to the fish. I say I will be a barrow or wife, replied the fisherman. The fish, you know, like an emperor. I'm sure, and I should not like to ask him for such a thing. Oh yeah, Keane said. Isabel and you are more slave to go at once. So the fisherman was forced to go and he muttered as he went along, This will come to no good. It is just too much to ask. The fish will be tired at last, and then we shall be soaring for what we have done. He soon came to the seashore and the water was quite black and muddy and a mighty whirlwind blew over the waves and rolled them about. But he went as near as he could to the waters brink and said, Oh, man off ze hearken to me. My wife, Isabel, will have her own will and have sent me to beg a bone of the what she had. No, said the fish. Oh, said the fisherman. Shay wants to B M for go home, said the fish. She's emperor already. So we went home again. And as he came near, he saw his wife is a bill sitting on a very lofty throne, made of solid gold with the Great crown on her head full two yards high, and on each side of her stood her guards and attendance in a row, each one smaller than the other from the tallest giant down to the little dwarf no bigger than a finger. And before her stood, princes and dukes and Earls and the fishermen went up to her and said, What all you emperor? Yes, said she. I am Emperor. Oh, said the man as he gazed upon her. What a falling thing it is to be an emperor, Husband said. She stop. I will be pop next wife, wife said. He can you be pope? There is but one pope at a time in Christendom. Husband said she will be pope this very day. But replied The husband, the fish cannot make you BOPE. What nonsense said she he could make me emperor. Hey, can make me pope go in Troy him so the fishermen went. But when he came to this shore, the wind was raging and the sea was tossed up and down in boiling waves and the ships were in trouble and rolled fearfully upon the tops of the billows. In the middle of the heavens, there was a little piece of blue sky, but towards the south was all red, as if a dreadful storm was rising at this site. The fisherman was dreadfully frightened, and he trembled so that his knees knocking together. But still, he went down near the shore and said, Oh, mon off. See talking to me. More warmth, is it Ben will have around Will have sent me to bag a bull. Thie. What does she want? Said the fish. Oh, said the fisherman. More warden wants to be pope. Go home, said the fish. She is pope already thin. The fishermen went home and found Isabel sitting on a throne that was two miles high, and she had great crowns on her head and around her stood all the pomp and power of the church. And on each side of her were two rows of burning lights of all sizes, the greatest as large as the highest and biggest tower in the world and the least no larger than a small rush light boy, said the fishermen as he looked at all this greatness. Are you Pope? Yes, said she. I am pop Well, wife, replied. He it is a grand thing to be pope, and now you must be easy for you can be nothing greater. I will think about that, said the wife. Then they went to bed. But Dame is a Bell could not sleep all night for thinking what she should be next at last. As she was dropping asleep, morning broke and the sun rose thought she as she woke up and looked at it through the window after I cannot prevent the sun from rising at this thought, she was very angry and wakened her husband and said, Husband, go to the fish and tell him I must be Lord of the Sun and the moon fisherman was half asleep, but the thought frightened him so much that he started and fell at a bed. Wife said he cannot you bay easy with being pope. No, she said. I'm very uneasy. As long as the sun and moon rise without my leave, go to the fish. It wants thin. The man went shivering with fear, and as he was going down to the shore, a dreadful storm arose so that the trees and the very rock shook and all the heavens became black with stormy clouds and the lightning's played and the thunders rolled and you might have seen in a C great black waves swelling up like mountains with crowns of white foam on their heads and the fishermen crept towards the sea and cried out as well as he could. Oh, I see Hawking Teo, me My voice is a man who will have a room with and have sent me to beg a boon of thie water. She won't now said the fish. Oh, said he she wants to bein Order of sun and moon Go home said the fish to your pig sty again and there they live to this very day.