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Once upon a time there was a Glass Mountain at the top of which stood a castle made of pure gold, and in front of the castle there grew an apple-tree on which there were golden apples.
Anyone who picked an apple gained admittance into the golden castle, and there in a silver room sat an enchanted Princess of surpassing fairness and beauty. She was as rich too as she was beautiful, for the cellars of the castle were full of precious stones, and great chests of the finest gold stood round the walls of all the rooms.
Many knights had come from afar to try their luck, but it was in vain they attempted to climb the mountain. In spite of having their hors shod with sharp nails, no one managed to get more than half-way up, and then they all fell back right down to the bottom of the steep slippery hill. Sometimes they broke an arm, sometimes a leg, and many a brave man had broken his neck even.
The beautiful Princess sat at her window and watched the bold knights trying to reach her on their splendid hors. The sight of her always gave men fresh courage, and they flocked from the four quarters of the globe to attempt the work of rescuing her. But all in vain, and for ven years the Princess had sat now and waited for some one to scale the Glass Mountain.
A heap of corps both of riders and hors lay round the mountain, and many dying men lay groaning there unable to go any farther with their wounded limbs. The whole neighbourhood had the appearance of a vast churchyard. In three more days the ven years would be at an end, when a knight in golden armour and mounted on a spirited steed was en making his way towards the fatal hill.
Sticking his spurs into his hor he made a rush at the mountain, and got up half-way, then he calmly turned his hor's head and came down again without a slip or stumble. The following day he started in the same way; the hor trod on the glass as if it had been level earth, and sparks of fire flew from its hoofs. All the other knights gazed in asto
nishment, for he had almost gained the summit, and in another moment he would have reached the apple-tree; but of a sudden a huge eagle ro up and spread its mighty wings, hitting as it did so the knight's hor in the eye.
The beast shied, opened its wide nostrils and tosd its mane, then rearing high up in the air, its hind feet slipped and it fell with its rider down the steep mountain side. Nothing was left of either of them except their bones, which rattled in the battered golden armour like dry peas in a pod.
And now there was only one more day before the clo of the ven years. Then there arrived on the scene a mere schoolboy--a merry, happy-hearted youth, but at the same time strong and well-grown. He saw how many knights had broken their necks in vain, but undaunted he approached the steep mountain on foot and began the ascent.
For long he had heard his parents speak of the beautiful Princess who sat in the golden castle at the top of the Glass Mountain. He listened to all he heard, and determined that he too would try his luck. But first he went to the forest and caught a lynx, and cutting off t
汽车电瓶寿命一般多久新鲜橙子皮的妙用he creature's sharp claws, he fastened them on to his own hands and feet.
Armed with the weapons he boldly started up the Glass Mountain.
The sun was nearly going down, and the youth had not got more than half-way up. He could hardly draw breath he was so worn out, and his mouth was parched by thirst. A huge black cloud pasd over his head, but in vain did he beg and beech her to let a drop of water fall on him. He opened his mouth, but the black cloud sailed past and not as much as a drop of dew moistened his dry lips.
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His feet were torn and bleeding, and he could only hold on now with his hands. Evening clod in, and he strained his eyes to e if he could behold the top of the mountain. Then he gazed beneath him, and what a sight met his eyes! A yawning abyss, with certain and terrible death at the bottom, reeking with half-decayed bodies of hors and riders! And this had been the end of all the other brave men who like himlf had attempted the ascent.
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It was almost pitch dark now, and only the stars lit up the Glass Mountain. The poor boy still clung on as if glued to the glass by his blood-stained hands. He made no struggle to get higher, for all his strength had left him, and eing no hope he calmly awaited death. Then all of a sudden he fell into a deep sleep, and forgetful of his dangerous position, he slumbered sweetly. But all the same, although he slept, he had stuck his sharp claws so firmly into the glass that he was quite safe not to fall.
Now the golden apple-tree was guarded by the eagle which had overthrown the golden knight and his hor. Every night it flew round the Glass Mountain keeping a careful look-out, and no sooner had the moon emerged from the clouds than the bird ro up from the apple-tree, and circling round in the air, caught sight of the sleeping youth.
