The Frog-King; or, Iron Henry
"King's Daughter, youngest! Open to me! Don't you remember yesterday, And all that you to me did say, Beside the cooling fountain's spray? King's Daughter, youngest! Open to me!" Once upon a time, there lived a King whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest was so beautiful as the sun. There was a fountain in a great dark forest closed by the King's castle. On a sunny day, the King's daughter went out into the forest and sat down by the side of the cool fountain, and when she was bored, she took a golden ball, and threw it up in the air, and caught it. And this ball was her favorite plaything. But, when she threw it up again, her ball did not fall into her little hand, but on to the ground, and rolled straight into the water. It vanished right away, and the well was deep, so deep that the bottom could not be seen. She was sad and began to cry. When she was crying, she heard someone's voice. She looked around