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the setting sun. We even hushed our song, and bent over our nursling, and took her to be our own. Thus was it that our Sea-Child came to our Faëryland."

The Sea-Child bent to embrace her friend, for she was somewhat taller than the elfin sprite. They could not hold each other in their arms, for one was gleaming air, and the other human substance. But the fairy hung round the child as the reflection of a figure in bright water round one who bathes at the same spot of the same transparent pool. To the phantom it was more delightful than to rest and breathe upon a bank of flowers: to the mortal it seemed as if she was encompassed by a soft warm air, full of the odours of opening carnations and of ripe fruits.

"Let us sit here," said the Sea-Child, "and look around us, and discourse." She placed herself on a mossy stone at the foot of a green birch-tree, and the fairy sat on the extremity of one of the sprays, which hung beside her companion's face, and which hardly bent a hair's-breadth with her weight; and she held by one hand to a leaf above her, and with the other touched the dark-brown locks that streamed around the mortal head. The child sat, and looked down, and seemed to think, till the fairy said, "Why art thou sad? Of what art thou musing?" The child blushed, and stooped her head, and at last looked up confusedly and said "I never before felt so strongly the difference between me and you, who call me sister. Here, while we sit together on the spot where I first was wafted to your hands, it seems to me strange-so strange! that ye should have adopted me for your own, and not thrown me back into the waters, or left me a prey to the mountaineers, from whom ye have so long protected me."

"Strange!" said the other, "how strange? We could do no otherwise than we did. I know not how it is that our Sea-Child often speaks as if it were possible to do aught else than what one wishes. We felt we loved you-we saw that, in that pretty but solid mortal frame, there was a breath and beauty like our own, though also something akin to those huge enemies, who, but for our cunning, would swiftly have devoured thee."

"I, too, never thought of it in former

years; but now, when I believe I am really capable of loving you, when I more want to be loved, and to find nothing dividing me from you, it seems so unnatural-so horrible-that I should be altogether unlike you. You are all of sunbeams and bright hues, and are soft like dewy gossamers; and I-my limbs, through which no ray can pass; my head, that crushes the flowers I rest it on, as if it had been a head carved in stone! - Oh, sister! I am wretched at the thought. I touched the wing of a butterfly only yesterday with my finger, and I could perceive it shrink and shiver with pain. My touch had bruised its wing, and I thought I could see it ache, as it flew frightened away."

She burst into tears, and these were the first that had been ever shed in Faëryland. But there they could not long flow, and she soon shook them from her eyes, and looked up smiling and said." There thou see'st, dear sister, how unfit I am to live with such as thou. Better, perhaps, had I met my natural fate, and been destroyed on my first arrival by thy monstrous foes, or by the eagle from which thou didst save me."

"Strange would it have been if we had not had wit enough to disappoint that big and brutal race!"

"I never could well understand why it was that they hated either you

or me."

"They could not do otherwise being what they are thou what thou art-and we the sprites thou knowest Curious is the tale, and long to tell, of all that has happened betwixt them and us."

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"How came ye to have such dreadful inhabitants in your isle of Faëry?"

"Ah! that I know not. They and we seem to belong to it by the same necessity. Before thou camest we had no measure of time; which we now reckon, as thou knowest, by thy years, not by ours. Till then, our existence was like what thou describest thy dreams to be. It is in watching thee that we have learned to mark how thy fancies, and wishes, and actions, rise and succeed each other, as the sun and moon, the stars and clouds, travel and change. And even now I hardly feel, as thou appearest to do, what is meant by to-day, yesterday, and tomorrow. Of times and years, therefore, I can tell thee little. We grow not old, nor cease to be young. Nor can we say of each other as we can of thee-thou art such a one, and none else. We discern differences of sunshine and shade, of land and sea, of wind and calm; but all of us feel alike under the same circumstances, and have no fixed peculiarity of be ing, such as that which makes thee so different from us. I know not whether it was I, or some other of my sisters, who visited this field and shore yesterday, and the day before danced in the showering drops of the white waterfall yonder, up the valley. Each of us feels as all do, and all as each. I love thee not more than do my sisters, nor they more than I. Of our past life I only know that we seemed always to have been in this our own land, and to have been happy here. The flowers fill us with odours, the sky with warmth; the dews bathe us in delight, the moonbeams wind us in a ring with filmy threads when we dance upon the sands; and when the woods murmur above us, we have a thrill of quiet joy, which belongs not to me more than to another, but is the common bliss of all. Of all times have the mountains, and deep ravines, and bare and rocky uplands of our isle, been the abode of a fierce and ugly race of giants, whom we have been accustomed to call our brothers, and to believe them allied with us by nature, though between us there has ever been a mortal enmity."

"Often, often," said the Sea- Child, " have I thought how much happier we should be, had there been no giants in the land."

" I know not," replied the fairy, "how that might be. Much is the vexation that they cause us; but it is said that our race is inseparable from theirs, and that if they were altogether destroyed we also must perish. Never, till we had thee among us, did their enmity seem very dangerous, difficult as it often was to avoid their injuries. Always, as now, when the shadows of the storm-cloud swept from the hills over our plains; when the dark mist rolled out of the ravines down to our sunny meadows; the shaggy and huge creatures strode forth from their caves and forests, leaning on their pine clubs, shouting and growling, and with their weighty tramp defacing our green and flowery sward, and scaring us away

before them. When, as it has happened, some of us were trodden beneath their feet, or dashed below their swinging clubs, a faint shriek, a sudden blaze burst from under the blow, andall of us, lurking beneath the waterfalls, clinging amid the hidden nooks of flowers, or shrunken into sparry grottoes in the rocks, felt stricken and agonized, although none of us could cease to live. All round this bay, and others, larger and more broken of our shore, the giant horde of our brothers would sit upon the cliffs and crags, looking themselves like prodigious rocks; and with the rain and storm about them, and the sea-foam dashing up against their knees, would wash their dark beards in the brine, and seem to laugh aloud at the sound of the tempest. But when calm and sunshine were about to return, they always sprang from their places on the shore, and, like one of those herds of wild bulls that they chase before them, hurried back with dizzy bellowings, and rush of limbs and clubs, into their dark mountains. Sometimes, indeed, they were more malicious, and sought more resolutely to do us mischief. I have known them tear asunder the jaws of one of their hill-torrents, so as to pour the waters suddenly on our fields and valleys. Sometimes, too, we have seen them standing upon the mountains, with their figures marked against the sky, plying great stems of trees around a mass of snow and ice, till, loosened at last, it rolled down, mile after mile, crashing through wood and stream, Thus were our warm bright haunts buried under a frozen heap of ruins, while the laughter of the mountainmonsters rang through the air, above the roar of the falling mass. often had we our revenge. Once, when the storms had gathered fiercely on those far hills, and rushed in rainy gusts and black fogs down every gully, and opened at last over the green vale and sunny bay, our brothers hurried in tumult from their own region, their swinish ears tossing in the dark folds of their locks and beards, and, with mouths like wolves, drinking in the tempest as they ran. They rioted and triumphed on the shore, while the wind whistled loudly round them; and they played with the billows which tumbled on the beach, as I have seen you play with lambs in the green fields. We peeped from the

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playing round them, stormed back into the depths of their own mountain world."

"Could ye not," said the SeaChild, "have always taken refuge from them in the lower garden where I have been with you?"

"We did not know it till thou wert among us, and should perhaps never have ventured thither had we not been driven to distress by the hatred of the giants for thee. When we had thee for our nursling and sister, their attempts were no longer bursts of violence that passed away. They seemed always lying in wait to discover and to destroy thee. Had we not known a strain of music, of power when sung to frighten them away, thou, dear Sea-Child, would long ere this have been taken from us. When they came rushing down in the wind and darkness, and sought for thee in every thicket, and every hollow-tree, and under each of those large pink shells which we often made thy bed, they sang and shouted together such words as these :

grottoes where we had hidden our selves, and saw them catch out of the waters some round black heaps, like skins of animals, full of liquid. These they threw at each other, till at last one burst, and covered the giant whom it had struck with a red stain. On this there was a loud shout-they flung the skins about no more, but caught them tenderly in their arms, lifted them to their mouths, bit them open, and drained the contents. This increased their tumult and grim joy; and they turned to the meadow, and began to wrestle, and leap, and tear down the young trees, and disport themselves, till one by one they sank upon the turf in sleep. The storm was clearing off; we ventured from our hiding-places, and looked upon the hairy dismal shapes, that lay scattered and heaped like brown rocks overgrown with weeds and moss. denly we all looked at each other, and determined what to do. We pierced through the crevices of our grottoes till we reached a fount of sunny fire. This we drew upwards by our singing to follow us, and led it in a channel over the grass till it formed a stream of diamond light, dividing this field from the mountains, and encircling the whole host of giants. The warm sunshine at the same time began to play on them. They felt the soft sweet flowery air of our lower land, our songs sounded in their bristled ears, and they began to toss, roll, spell, when we sang together with soft

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snort, and endeavoured to rise and escape to their dark hills. But this was not now so easy. They could not pass the bright pure stream. The sunshine in which we revelled weakened them so much that they could not rise and stand, but staggered on their knees, fell upon their hands and faces, and seemed to dissolve away, like their own icecrags when flung with all their clay and withered herbage down into our warm lakes and dells. We thought there was now a chance of seeing our enemies, who were also our brothers, for ever destroyed. We began to deliberate whether we also should necessarily perish with them, when we heard a sudden gust of wind and flash of rain -another storm broke from the mountains a torrent of snow-water quenched our diamond flame. The giants stood up, bold, wild, and strong as ever -leaped, roared, and swung their clubs, and, with the friendly tempest

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Lump and thump, and rattling clatter,
These the brawny brothers love;
While the lightnings flash and shatter,
While the winds the forest tatter,
We too spatter, stamp, and batter,
Whirling our clubs at whate'er's above.'
But we too had our song; and never
could these grim wild beasts resist the

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'The giant is strong, but the fairy is wise: And the clouds cannot wither the stars in the skies.'

"Oh! well I remember," said her companion, " with what delight I first heard you sing that song. I fancied that, if I could only listen long enough to it, I should become as airy and gentle as ye are, and no longer be encumbered with this dark, solid flesh. We were in that green chamber in the midst of red rocks, where the pines spread over the brinks of the precipices far above the mossy floor we sat on, and the vines hung their branches down the stony walls from the pineboughs which they cling to on the summit, and drop their clusters into the smooth stream, with its floating water-lilies, which traverses the spot. There, dear sisters, were ye sporting, climbing up the vine. trails, and throwing yourselves headlong down, or

launching over the quick ripples of the stream. Ye had laid me on a bed of harebells, and I looked up with half. shut eyes. I saw your sparkling hosts pass to and fro up the cliff, through the straggling beams of sunshine, when something blacker than the pineboughs on the summit appeared in the deepest of their shade. Long tangled locks, and two fierce round eyes, and a mouth with huge protruding lip, came on and peered over, till the monster spied me, and gave a yell. I saw a crag, with two young pine-trees growing on it, toppling before the thrust of his hand, and at the moment of falling to crush me. Then suddenly came your cry and song. A sheet of water, thinner than a rose-leaf, and transparent as the starry sky, rose from the stream, and seemed to form an arch above me. There was in it a perpetual trembling and eddying of the brightest colours, and I the forms of thousands of my sisters floating, circling, wavering up and down in the liquid light. All seemed joining in the song

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'The giant is strong, but the fairy is wise: And the clouds cannot wither the stars in the skies.'

The crag fell, but shattered not my crystal vault, down the side of which it rolled into the stream; and the giant, with a roar of rage, fell after it, and stung by the warm air, and pierced through and through by the music, and writhing in the bright stream, half melted, half was broken like a lump of ice, and darkened the water, while he flowed in it away."

"It was, however, the frequency of such attempts," said the fairy, "which drove us to take refuge in the regions of our friends the dwarfs. We found, too, that we had no longer the mere risk of being surprised by our enemies in the sudden descent of storm and mists, and through the opportunities of thick and gloomy lurking-places near our sunlit haunts. They had discovered a secret by which they could at will darken and deface our whole kingdom, and blight all its sweet flowers and fruitage. There is somewhere, in the centre of their mountains, in the midst of desolate rocks, a black ravine. The upper end of this is enclosed by an enormous crag, which turns as on a pivot, and is the door of an immeasurable cave. The NO. CCXCII. VOL. XLVII,

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giants, hating our Sea-Child, and determined to drive her from the land, heaved with their pine-stem clubs at this great block of stone, until they had forced it open. Thence, so long as they had strength to hold it thus, a thick and chilling mist boiled out, poured down the glens and mountains, and stifled all our island. When they were so wearied with the huge weight that they could endure no longer, the rock swung to again, and closed the opening: but not until the work was done for that time, and the land made wellnigh uninhabitable to thee and Then in the fearful gloom the giants rushed abroad, howling and trampling over high and low; and many were the devices which we were compelled to use in order to preserve thee from their fury. We scattered the golden sea-sand, which had been transmuted by the sunbeams, over the softest greensward, and watered it with the dew shaken from musk roses, and it grew up into a golden trelliswork, with large twining leaves of embossed gold and fruits, like bunches of stars. When thou hadst been sprinkled with the same dew, and so hushed into charmed sleep, we laid thee beneath the bowery roof, and kept watch around thee. The giants could not approach this spot, for it threw off the darkness, and burnt in the midst of storm and fog with an incessant light. But still we were obliged to be perpetually on our guard, and we shivered and pined in the desolation of our beautiful empire. At last we resolved to try our fortunes in a new region. When we had lulled thee into deep slumber, we all glided down the waterfall that pours out of the lake of lilies, and sank with it deep into the ground. We were here in the kingdom of the dwarfs.

"The little people showed us as much friendship as the giants had ever displayed of enmity. Their great hall had a thousand columns, each of a different metal, and with a capital of a different precious stone. The roof was opal, and the floor lapis-lazuli. In the centre stood a pillar, which seemed cut off at half its height. On it sat a dwarf, rather smaller than the others, but broad and strong. His dark and twisted face looked like a little copy of one of the giants, but his clear blue eyes were as beautiful as ours or as thine, my Sea-Child. He

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sat with his arms folded, and his legs hung down, and swinging. His head was turned to one side and rather upwards, and on the tip of his nose spun perpetually a little golden circle, with a golden pin run through it, on which it seemed to dance unweariedly, turning round and round for ever, smooth and swift as an eddy in a stream.

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its whirl the little circle gave out large flakes of white fire, which formed a wheel of widening rings above the head of the dwarf, flashing off on all sides between the capitals of the pillars, and lighting the whole hall. The queer cunning look with which the dwarf's blue eyes glanced up at the small spinner, as if it were alive, and, answering his glances with its own, amused us extremely.

"The dwarfs, when we entered, were all placed round on ranges of seats rising above each other. Every seat, like a small pile of round plates of gold, each of them, as we afterwards found, having a head on it with some strange figures. These plates, the dwarfs told us, were all talismans, which would one day make the owners lords of the world. At the head of the hall, under a canopy of state, sat the king of the dwarfs, who looked wonderfully old and wise, with two eyes of ruby, and a long erystal tooth growing out of one side of his mouth, and a band of gold-wire falling below his feet, and twirled on the floor, going three times round the throne.

"What seek ye?' said the King; and his words did not come out of his lips, but from a little hole in the top of his crystal tooth.

"Help! necromancer.'

""It belongeth rightly to the helpful, and shall not be denied you. What bring ye?'

""A young Sea-Child.'

""It is in the youngest that the oldest may see hope. She is welcome. What fear ye?'

"The rage of the tall giants.'

"We are deeper than they are high. I can protect you against them.'

"He rose up and walked before us, and his golden beard streamed behind over both his shoulders, and seemed to be a stately cloth, woven with figures, for us to walk on. There was darkness round us, and we advanced upon this shining path, following the dwarf, till suddenly he disappeared, and we found ourselves in the garden

which thou hast dwelt in with us. Thou rememberest the still and glistening loveliness of the place; and of the moon that lighted it, and the sweet moonflowers that filled its glades, I need not speak. But thou knowest not what wise instruction the old dwarf King was wont to give us while thou wert sleeping under the myrtle shade.

"Mourn not,' he would say, 'fair sisters, that ye are driven from your upper land of life into this lower garden of peace.

"All things are but as they must be, and, were they otherwise, they would not be the things they are.

"Each worketh for itself, and doeth and knoweth all it can, save in so far as other things oppose it, which are also accomplishing their due tasks.

""Each is but a portion of the whole, and vainly seeketh to be aught but that which the whole willeth it to be.

""All-that is, dwarfs, and giants, and fairies, and the world that holds them-subsist in successions of strife; and while they seem struggling to destroy each other, exert, as alone it is impossible for them to do, the energies of their own being.

""All rise out of death to life, and many are the semblances of death which still accompany their life at its highest. They grow into harmony only by discord with themselves and others; and, while they labourto escape the common lot, rebound painfully from the walls which they strive against idly.

"The giant disturbeth, the fairy brighteneth, the dwarf enricheth the world. Each docth well in his own work. But therein often must he thwart and cross the work of another.

""I am oldest, I am wisest of workers in the world. I was at the birth of things, and what hath been I know well; but what is future I know.not yet, nor can read whether there shall be a new birth of all that may bring death to me.'

"Thus did the old King teach us a sad yet melodious contentment, that seemed suited to that visionary garden. This quiet state, however, was not to last, nor the wisdom of the dwarfs to secure them happiness. We longed for our upper world of daylight and freedom, and thou seemedst rather dreaming than awake. Yet thou beamedst ever fairer and fairer, and didst grow in stature and in loveliness. Thus was it that thou

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