And no sooner had she taken the shirt and dipped it in the water, than it was as white as the driven snow, if not whiter. "Yes, you shall be my wife," said the prince. But the old witch flew into such a rage that she burst; and the princess with the long nose and all the trolls must have burst also, for I never heard of them since. The prince and his bride then set free all the people who had been carried off and imprisoned there, and so they took as much gold and silver with them as they could carry, and moved far away from the castle which lay east of the sun and west of the moon.
Be good, dear child, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them all day long, And so make life, death, and that vast forever, One grand, sweet song.
CHARLES KINGSLEY.
[THE BABY IN THE HOME.]
GEO. MAC DONALD.