![]() ![]() She at once made herself a salad of it, and ate it with much relish. In the twilight of evening, he clambered over the wall into the garden of the Witch, hastily clutched a handful of rampion, and took it to his wife. The man, who loved her, thought, "Sooner than let your wife die, bring her some of the rampion yourself, let it cost you what it will!" "Ala," she replied, "if I can't get some of the rampion to eat, which is in the garden behind our house, I shall die." Then her husband was alarmed, and asked, "What ails you, dear Wife?" This desire increased every day, and as she knew that she could not get any of it, she quite pined away, and looked pale and miserable. One day, the woman was standing by this window and looking down into the garden, when she saw a bed which was planted with the most beautiful rampion (rapunzel), and it looked so fresh and green that she longed for it, and had the greatest desire to eat some. ![]() It was, however, surrounded by a high wall, and no one dared to go into it because it belonged to a Witch, who had great power and was dreaded by all the world. It was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. ![]() These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen. At length, the woman hoped that God was about to grant her desire. There was once a man and a woman, who had long in vain wished for a child. From Grimm's Fairy Tales by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, edited by Frances Olcott, 1922. ![]()
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