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THE LITTLE MERMAID FAR out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the
prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed,
that no cable could fathom it: many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not
reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King
and his subjects. We must not imagine that there is nothing at the bottom of the sea but
bare yellow sand. No, indeed; the most singular flowers and plants grow there; the leaves
and stems of which are so pliant, that the slightest agitation of the water causes them to
stir as if they had life. Fishes, both large and small, glide between the branches, as
birds fly among the trees here upon land. In the deepest spot of all, stands the castle of
the Sea King. Its walls are built of coral, and the long, gothic windows are of the
clearest amber. The roof is formed of shells, that open and close as the water flows over
them. Their appearance is very beautiful, for in each lies a glittering pearl, which would
be fit for the diadem of a queen. The Sea King had been a widower for many years, and his
aged mother kept house for him. She was a very wise woman, and exceedingly proud of her
high birth; on that account she wore twelve oysters on her tail; while others, also of
high rank, were only allowed to wear six. She was, however, deserving of very great
praise, especially for her care of the little sea-princesses, her grand-daughters. They
were six beautiful children; but the youngest was the prettiest of them all; her skin was
as clear and delicate as a rose-leaf, and her eyes as blue as the deepest sea; but, like
all the others, she had no feet, and her body ended in a fish's tail. All day long they
played in the great halls of the castle, or among the living flowers that grew out of the
walls. The large amber windows were open, and the fish swam in, just as the swallows fly
into our houses when we open the windows, excepting that the fishes swam up to the
princesses, ate out of their hands, and allowed themselves to be stroked. Outside the
castle there was a beautiful garden, in which grew bright red and dark blue flowers, and
blossoms like flames of fire; the fruit glittered like gold, and the leaves and stems
waved to and fro continually. The earth itself was the finest sand, but blue as the flame
of burning sulphur. Over everything lay a peculiar blue radiance, as if it were surrounded
by the air from above, through which the blue sky shone, instead of the dark depths of the
sea. In calm weather the sun could be seen, looking like a purple flower, with the light
streaming from the calyx. Each of the young princesses had a little plot of ground in the
garden, where she might dig and plant as she pleased. One arranged her flower-bed into the
form of a whale; another thought it better to make hers like the figure of a little
mermaid; but that of the youngest was round like the sun, and contained flowers as red as
his rays at sunset. She was a strange child, quiet and thoughtful; and while her sisters
would be delighted with the wonderful things which they obtained from the wrecks of
vessels, she cared for nothing but her pretty red flowers, like the sun, excepting a
beautiful marble statue. It was the representation of a handsome boy, carved out of pure
white stone, which had fallen to the bottom of the sea from a wreck. She planted by the
statue a rose-colored weeping willow. It grew splendidly, and very soon hung its fresh
branches over the statue, almost down to the blue sands. The shadow had a violet tint, and
waved to and fro like the branches; it seemed as if the crown of the tree and the root
were at play, and trying to kiss each other. Nothing gave her so much pleasure as to hear
about the world above the sea. She made her old grandmother tell her all she knew of the
ships and of the towns, the people and the animals. To her it seemed most wonderful and
beautiful to hear that the flowers of the land should have fragrance, and not those below
the sea; that the trees of the forest should be green; and that the fishes among the trees
could sing so sweetly, that it was quite a pleasure to hear them. Her grandmother called
the little birds fishes, or she would not have understood her; for she had never seen
birds. "When you have reached your fifteenth year,"
said the grand-mother, "you will have permission to rise up out of the sea, to sit on
the rocks in the moonlight, while the great ships are sailing by; and then you will see
both forests and towns." In the following year, one of the sisters would be
fifteen: but as each was a year younger than the other, the youngest would have to wait
five years before her turn came to rise up from the bottom of the ocean, and see the earth
as we do. However, each promised to tell the others what she saw on her first visit, and
what she thought the most beautiful; for their grandmother could not tell them enough;
there were so many things on which they wanted information. None of them longed so much
for her turn to come as the youngest, she who had the longest time to wait, and who was so
quiet and thoughtful. Many nights she stood by the open window, looking up through the
dark blue water, and watching the fish as they splashed about with their fins and tails.
She could see the moon and stars shining faintly; but through the water they looked larger
than they do to our eyes. When something like a black cloud passed between her and them,
she knew that it was either a whale swimming over her head, or a ship full of human
beings, who never imagined that a pretty little mermaid was standing beneath them, holding
out her white hands towards the keel of their ship. As soon as the eldest was fifteen, she was allowed to
rise to the surface of the ocean. When she came back, she had hundreds of things to talk
about; but the most beautiful, she said, was to lie in the moonlight, on a sandbank, in
the quiet sea, near the coast, and to gaze on a large town nearby, where the lights were
twinkling like hundreds of stars; to listen to the sounds of the music, the noise In another year the second sister received permission to
rise to the surface of the water, and to swim about where she pleased. She rose just as
the sun was setting, and this, she said, was the most beautiful sight of all. The whole
sky looked like gold, while violet and rose-colored clouds, which she could not describe,
floated over her; and, still more rapidly than the clouds, flew a large flock of wild
swans towards the setting sun, looking like a long white veil across the sea. She also
swam towards the sun; but it sunk into the waves, and the rosy tints faded from the clouds
and from the sea. The third sister's turn followed; she was the boldest of
them all, and she swam up a broad river that emptied itself into the sea. On the banks she
saw green hills covered with beautiful vines; palaces and castles peeped out from amid the
proud trees of the forest; she heard the birds singing, and the rays of the sun were so
powerful that she was obliged often to dive down under the water to cool her burning face.
In a narrow creek she found a whole troop of little human children, quite naked, and
sporting about in the water; she wanted to play with them, but they fled in a great
fright; and then a little black animal came to the water; it was a dog, but she did not
know that, for she had never before seen one. This animal barked at her so terribly that
she became frightened, and rushed back to the open sea. But she said she should never
forget the beautiful forest, the green hills, and the pretty little children who could
swim in the water, although they had not fish's tails. The fourth sister was more timid; she remained in the
midst of the sea, but she said it was quite as beautiful there as nearer the land. She
could see for so many miles around her, and the sky above looked like a bell of glass. She
had seen the ships, but at such a great distance that they looked like sea-gulls. The
dolphins sported in the waves, and the great whales spouted water from their nostrils till
it seemed as if a hundred fountains were playing in every direction. The fifth sister's birthday occurred in the winter; so
when her turn came, she saw what the others had not seen the first time they went up. The
sea looked quite green, and large icebergs were floating about, each like a pearl, she
said, but larger and loftier than the churches built by men. They were of the most
singular shapes, and glittered like diamonds. She had seated herself upon one of the
largest, and let the wind play with her long hair, and she remarked that all the ships
sailed by rapidly, and steered as far away as they could from the iceberg, as if they were
afraid of it. Towards evening, as the sun went down, dark clouds covered the sky, the
thunder rolled and the lightning flashed, and the red light glowed on the icebergs as they
rocked and tossed on the heaving sea. On all the ships the sails were reefed with fear and
trembling, while she sat calmly on the floating iceberg, watching the blue lightning, as
it darted its forked flashes into the sea. When first the sisters had permission to rise to the
surface, they were each delighted with the new and beautiful sights they saw; but now, as
grown-up girls, they could go when they pleased, and they had become indifferent about it.
They wished themselves back again in the water, and after a month had passed they said it
was much more beautiful down below, and pleasanter to be at home. Yet often, in the
evening hours, the five sisters would twine their arms round each other, and rise to the
surface, in a row. They had more beautiful voices than any human being could have; and
before the approach of a, storm, and when they expected a ship would be lost, they swam
before the vessel, and sang sweetly of the delights to be found in the depths of the sea,
and begging the sailors not to fear if they sank to the bottom. But the sailors could not
understand the song, they took it for the howling of the storm. And these things were
never to be beautiful for them; for if the ship sank, the men were drowned, and their dead
bodies alone reached the palace of the Sea King. When the sisters rose, arm-in-arm, through the water in
this way, their youngest sister would stand quite alone, looking after them, ready to cry,
only that the mermaids have no tears, and therefore they suffer more. "Oh, were I but
fifteen years old," said she: "I know that I shall love the world up there, and
all the people who live in it." At last she reached her fifteenth year. "Well, now,
you are grown up," said the old dowager, her grandmother; "so you must let me
adorn you like your other sisters;" and she placed a wreath of white lilies in her
hair, and every flower leaf was half a pearl. Then the old lady ordered eight great
oysters to attach themselves to the tail of the princess to show her high rank. "But they hurt me so," said the little mermaid. "Pride must suffer pain," replied the old lady.
Oh, how gladly she would have shaken off all this grandeur, and laid aside the heavy
wreath! The red flowers in her own garden would have suited her much better, but she could
not help herself: so she said, "Farewell," and rose as lightly as a bubble to
the surface of the water. The sun had just set as she raised her head above the waves; but
the clouds were tinted with crimson and gold, and through the glimmering twilight beamed
the evening star in all its beauty. The sea was calm, and the air mild and fresh. A large
ship, with three masts, lay becalmed on the water, with only one sail set; for not a
breeze stiffed, and the sailors sat idle on deck or amongst the rigging. There was music
and song on board; and, as darkness came on, a hundred colored lanterns were lighted, as
if the flags of all nations waved in the air. The little mermaid swam close to the cabin
windows; and now and then, as the waves lifted her up, she could look in through clear
glass window-panes, and see a number of well-dressed people within. Among them was a young
prince, the most beautiful of all, with large black eyes; he was sixteen years of age, and
his birthday was being kept with much rejoicing. The sailors were dancing on deck, but
when the prince came out of the cabin, more than a hundred rockets rose in the air, making
it as bright as day. The little mermaid was so startled that she dived under water; and
when she again stretched out her head, it appeared as if all the stars of heaven were
falling around her, she had never seen such fireworks before. Great suns spurted fire
about, splendid fireflies flew into the blue air, and everything was reflected in the
clear, calm sea beneath. The ship itself was so brightly illuminated that all the people,
and even the smallest rope, could be distinctly and plainly seen. And how handsome the
young prince looked, as he pressed the hands of all present and smiled at them, while the
music resounded through the clear night air. It was very late; yet the little mermaid could not take
her eyes from the ship, or from the beautiful prince. The colored lanterns had been
extinguished, no more rockets rose in the air, and the cannon had ceased firing; but the
sea became restless, and a moaning, grumbling sound could be heard beneath the waves:
still the little mermaid remained by the cabin window, rocking up and down on the water,
which enabled her to look in. After a while, the sails were quickly unfurled, and the
noble ship continued her passage; but soon the waves rose higher, heavy clouds darkened
the sky, and lightning appeared in the distance. A dreadful storm was approaching; once
more the sails were reefed, and the great ship pursued her flying course over the raging
sea. The waves rose mountains high, as if they would have overtopped the mast; but the
ship dived like a swan between them, and then rose again on their lofty, foaming crests.
To the little mermaid this appeared pleasant sport; not so to the sailors. At length the
ship groaned and creaked; the thick planks gave way under the lashing of the sea as it
broke over the deck; the mainmast snapped asunder like a reed; the ship lay over on her
side; and the water rushed in. The little mermaid now perceived that the crew were in
danger; even she herself was obliged to be careful to avoid the beams and planks of the
wreck which lay scattered on the water. At one moment it was so pitch dark that she could
not see a single object, but a flash of lightning revealed the whole scene;she could see
every one who had been on board excepting the prince; when the ship parted, she had seen
him sink into the deep waves, and she was glad, for she thought he would now be with her;
and then she remembered that human beings could not live in the water, so that when he got
down to her father's palace he would be quite dead. But he must not die. So she swam about
among the beams and planks which strewed the surface of the sea, forgetting that they
could crush her to pieces. Then she dived deeply under the dark waters, rising and falling
with the waves, till at length she managed to reach the young prince, who was fast losing
the power of swimming in that stormy sea. His limbs were failing him, his beautiful eyes
were closed, and he would have died had not the little mermaid come to his assistance. She
held his head above the water, and let the waves drift In the morning the storm had ceased; but of the ship not
a single fragment could be seen. The sun rose up red and glowing from the water, and its
beams brought back the hue of health to the prince's cheeks; but his eyes remained closed.
The mermaid kissed his high, smooth forehead, and stroked back his wet hair; he seemed to
her like the marble statue in her little garden, and she kissed him again, and wished that
he might live. Presently they came in sight of land; she saw lofty blue mountains, on
which the white snow rested as if a flock of swans were lying upon them. Near the coast
were beautiful green forests, and close by stood a large building, whether a church or a
convent she could not tell. Orange and citron trees grew in the garden, and before the
door stood lofty palms. The sea here formed a little bay, in which the water was quite
still, but very deep; so she swam with the handsome prince to the beach, which was covered
with fine, white sand, and there she laid him in the warm sunshine, taking care to raise
his head higher than his body. Then bells sounded in the large white building, and a
number of young girls came into the garden. The little mermaid swam out farther from the
shore and placed herself between some high rocks that rose out of the water; then she
covered her head and neck with the foam of the sea so that her little face might not be
seen, and watched to see what would become of the poor prince. She did not wait long
before she saw a young girl approach the spot where he lay. She seemed frightened at
first, but only for a moment; then she fetched a number of people, and the mermaid saw
that the prince came to life again, and smiled upon those who stood round him. But to her
he sent no smile; he knew not that she had saved him. This made her very unhappy, and when
he was led away into the great building, she dived down sorrowfully into the water, and
returned to her father's castle. She had always been silent and thoughtful, and now she
was more so than ever. Her sisters asked her what she had seen during her first visit to
the surface of the water; but she would tell them nothing. Many an evening and morning did
she rise to the place where she had left the prince. She saw the fruits in the garden
ripen till they were gathered, the snow on the tops of the mountains melt away; but she
never saw the prince, and therefore she returned home, always more sorrowful than before.
It was her only comfort to sit in her own little garden, and fling her arm round the
beautiful marble statue which was like the prince; but she gave up tending her flowers,
and they grew in wild confusion over the paths, twining their long leaves and stems round
the branches of the trees, so that the whole place became dark and gloomy. At length she
could bear it no longer, and told one of her sisters all about it. Then the others heard
the secret, and very soon it became known to two mermaids whose intimate friend happened
to know who the prince was. She had also seen the festival on board ship, and she told
them where the prince came from, and where his palace stood. "Come, little sister," said the other princesses; then they entwined their arms and rose up in a long row to the surface of the water, close by the spot where they knew the prince's palace stood. It was built of bright yellow shining stone, with long flights of marble steps, one of which reached quite down to the sea. Splendid gilded cupolas rose over the roof, and between the pillars that surrounded the whole building stood life-like statues of marble. Through the clear crystal of the lofty windows could be
seen noble rooms, with costly silk curtains and hangings of tapestry; while the walls were
covered with beautiful paintings which were a pleasure to look at. In the center of the
largest saloon a fountain threw its sparkling jets high up into the glass cupola of the
ceiling, through which the sun shone down upon the water and upon the beautiful plants
growing round the basin of the fountain. Now that she knew where he lived, she spent many
an evening and many a night on the water near the palace. She would swim much nearer the
shore than any of the others ventured to do; indeed once she went quite up the narrow
channel under the marble balcony, which threw a broad shadow on the water. Here she would
sit and watch the young prince, who thought himself quite alone in the bright moonlight.
She saw him many times of an evening sailing in a pleasant boat, with music playing and
flags waving. She peeped out from among the green rushes, and if the wind caught her long
silvery-white veil, those who saw it believed it to be a swan, spreading out its wings. On
many a night, too, when the fishermen, with their torches, were out at sea, she heard them
relate so many good things about the doings of the young prince, that she was glad she had
saved his life when he had been tossed about half-dead on the waves. And she remembered
that his head had rested on her bosom, and how heartily she had kissed him; but he knew
nothing of all this, and could not even dream of her. She grew more and more fond of human
beings, and wished more and more to be able to wander about with those whose world seemed
to be so much larger than her own. They could fly over the sea in ships, and mount the
high hills which were far above the clouds; and the lands they possessed, their woods and
their fields, stretched far away beyond the reach of her sight. There was so much that she
wished to know, and her sisters were unable to answer all her questions. Then she applied
to her old grandmother, who knew all about the upper world, which she very rightly called
the lands above the sea. "If human beings are not drowned," asked the
little mermaid, "can they live forever? do they never die as we do here in the
sea?" "Yes," replied the old lady, "they must
also die, and their term of life is even shorter than ours. We sometimes live to three
hundred years, but when we cease to exist here we only become the foam on the surface of
the water, and we have not even a grave down here of those we love. We have not immortal
souls, we shall never live again; but, like the green sea-weed, when once it has been cut
off, we can never flourish more. Human beings, on the contrary, have a soul which lives
forever, lives after the body has been turned to dust. It rises up through the clear, pure
air beyond the glittering stars. As we rise out of the water, and behold all the land of
the earth, so do they rise to unknown and glorious regions which we shall never see." "Why have not we an immortal soul?" asked the
little mermaid mournfully; "I would give gladly all the hundreds of years that I have
to live, to be a human being only for one day, and to have the hope of knowing the
happiness of that glorious world above the stars." "You must not think of that," said the old
woman; "we feel ourselves to be much happier and much better off than human
beings." "So I shall die," said the little mermaid,
"and as the foam of the sea I shall be driven about never again to hear the music of
the waves, or to see the pretty flowers nor the red sun. Is there anything I can do to win
an immortal soul?" "No," said the old woman, "unless a man
were to love you so much that you were more to him than his father or mother; and if all
his thoughts and all his love were fixed upon you, and the priest placed his right hand in
yours, and he promised to be true to you here and hereafter, then his soul would glide
into your body and you would obtain a share in the future happiness of mankind. He would
give a soul to you and retain his own as well; but this can never happen. Your fish's
tail, which amongst us is considered so beautiful, is thought on earth to be quite ugly;
they do not know any better, and they think it necessary to have two stout props, which
they call legs, in order to be handsome." |