ENGLISH

Sleeping Beauty (Little Briar Rose)

PORTUGUÊS

Rosicler (A Bela Adormecida no Bosque)


In times past there lived a king and queen, who said to each other every day of their lives, "Would that we had a child!" and yet they had none. But it happened once that when the queen was bathing, there came a frog out of the water, and he squatted on the ground, and said to her: "Thy wish shall be fulfilled; before a year has gone by, thou shalt bring a daughter into the world."

And as the frog foretold, so it happened; and the queen bore a daughter so beautiful that the king could not contain himself for joy, and he ordained a great feast. Not only did he bid to it his relations, friends, and acquaintances, but also the wise women, that they might be kind and favourable to the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but as he had only provided twelve golden plates for them to eat from, one of them had to be left out.

However, the feast was celebrated with all splendour; and as it drew to an end, the wise women stood forward to present to the child their wonderful gifts: one bestowed virtue, one beauty, a third riches, and so on, whatever there is in the world to wish for. And when eleven of them had said their say, in came the uninvited thirteenth, burning to revenge herself, and without greeting or respect, she cried with a loud voice: "In the fifteenth year of her age the princess shall prick herself with a spindle and shall fall down dead." And without speaking one more word she turned away and left the hall. Every one was terrified at her saying, when the twelfth came forward, for she had not yet bestowed her gift, and though she could not do away with the evil prophecy, yet she could soften it, so she said: "The princess shall not die, but fall into a deep sleep for a hundred years."

Now the king, being desirous of saving his child even from this misfortune, gave commandment that all the spindles in his kingdom should be burnt up. The maiden grew up, adorned with all the gifts of the wise women; and she was so lovely, modest, sweet, and kind and clever, that no one who saw her could help loving her. It happened one day, she being already fifteen years old, that the king and queen rode abroad, and the maiden was left behind alone in the castle. She wandered about into all the nooks and corners, and into all the chambers and parlours, as the fancy took her, till at last she came to an old tower. She climbed the narrow winding stair which led to a little door, with a rusty key sticking out of the lock; she turned the key, and the door opened, and there in the little room sat an old woman with a spindle, diligently spinning her flax.

"Good day, mother," said the princess, "what are you doing?" - "I am spinning," answered the old woman, nodding her head. "What thing is that that twists round so briskly?" asked the maiden, and taking the spindle into her hand she began to spin; but no sooner had she touched it than the evil prophecy was fulfilled, and she pricked her finger with it. In that very moment she fell back upon the bed that stood there, and lay in a deep sleep.

And this sleep fell upon the whole castle; the king and queen, who had returned and were in the great hall, fell fast asleep, and with them the whole court. The horses in their stalls, the dogs in the yard, the pigeons on the roof, the flies on the wall, the very fire that flickered on the hearth, became still, and slept like the rest; and the meat on the spit ceased roasting, and the cook, who was going to pull the scullion's hair for some mistake he had made, let him go, and went to sleep. And the wind ceased, and not a leaf fell from the trees about the castle. Then round about that place there grew a hedge of thorns thicker every year, until at last the whole castle was hidden from view, and nothing of it could be seen but the vane on the roof.

And a rumour went abroad in all that country of the beautiful sleeping Rosamond, for so was the princess called; and from time to time many kings' sons came and tried to force their way through the hedge; but it was impossible for them to do so, for the thorns held fast together like strong hands, and the young men were caught by them, and not being able to get free, there died a lamentable death.

Many a long year afterwards there came a king's son into that country, and heard an old man tell how there should be a castle standing behind the hedge of thorns, and that there a beautiful enchanted princess named Rosamond had slept for a hundred years, and with her the king and queen, and the whole court. The old man had been told by his grandfather that many king's sons had sought to pass the thorn-hedge, but had been caught and pierced by the thorns, and had died a miserable death. Then said the young man: "Nevertheless, I do not fear to try; I shall win through and see the lovely Rosamond." The good old man tried to dissuade him, but he would not listen to his words. For now the hundred years were at an end, and the day had come when Rosamond should be awakened. When the prince drew near the hedge of thorns, it was changed into a hedge of beautiful large flowers, which parted and bent aside to let him pass, and then closed behind him in a thick hedge. When he reached the castle-yard, he saw the horses and brindled hunting-dogs lying asleep, and on the roof the pigeons were sitting with their heads under their wings. And when he came indoors, the flies on the wall were asleep, the cook in the kitchen had his hand uplifted to strike the scullion, and the kitchen-maid had the black fowl on her lap ready to pluck.

Then he mounted higher, and saw in the hall the whole court lying asleep, and above them, on their thrones, slept the king and the queen. And still he went farther, and all was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing; and at last he came to the tower, and went up the winding stair, and opened the door of the little room where Rosamond lay. And when he saw her looking so lovely in her sleep, he could not turn away his eyes; and presently he stooped and kissed her.

And she awaked, and opened her eyes, and looked very kindly on him. And she rose, and they went forth together, and the king and the queen and whole court waked up, and gazed on each other with great eyes of wonderment. And the horses in the yard got up and shook themselves, the hounds sprang up and wagged their tails, the pigeons on the roof drew their heads from under their wings, looked round, and flew into the field, the flies on the wall crept on a little farther, the kitchen fire leapt up and blazed, and cooked the meat, the joint on the spit began to roast, the cook gave the scullion such a box on the ear that he roared out, and the maid went on plucking the fowl.

Then the wedding of the Prince and Rosamond was held with all splendour, and they lived very happily together until their lives' end.
Houve, uma vez, um rei e uma rainha que diariamente diziam: "Ah, se tivéssemos um filho!" Mas o filho não havia meios de chegar. Certo dia, estava a rainha tomando banho e eis que da água pula uma rã dizendo-lhe:
- Teu desejo se realizará; antes que tenha decorrido um ano, terás uma menina.
A profecia da rã confirmou-se e a rainha teve uma menina tão linda que o rei não cabia em si de alegria e organizou uma esplêndida festa. Não só convidou os parentes, amigos e conhecidos, como também as fadas, para que fossem propícias e benévolas para com a recém-nascida. No reino, havia treze fadas, mas ele dispunha só de doze pratos de ouro para o banquete; portanto, uma delas teve de ficar em casa.
A festa foi realizada com o maior esplendor o, quando estava para terminar, as fadas dotaram a menina de dons maravilhosos. A primeira dotou-a com a virtude, a segunda com a beleza, a terceira com a riqueza, e, assim por diante, com tudo o que se possa desejar no mundo. Onze fadas haviam formulado o seu dom quando, repentinamente, chegou a décima terceira. Queria vingar-se por não ter participado da festa e, sem olhar e sem cumprimentar ninguém, disse cm voz alta:
- Aos quinze anos, a princesa espetará o dedo com um fuso c cairá morta.
Sem acrescentar mais nada, virou as costas e saiu da sala.
Entre a consternação geral, adiantou-se a décima segunda fada, que ainda não havia formulado o voto e, como não podia anular o cruel decreto, apenas mitigá-la disse:
- A princesa não morrerá, mas cairá em sono profundo, que durará cem anos.
O rei, que desejava a todo custo preservar a filhinha querida de tal desventura, deus ordens para que se queimassem todos os fusos existentes no reino.
Os demais dons das fadas confirmaram-se; a menina era tão linda, amável, gentil e inteligente, que era impossível olhar para ela sem admirá-la e querer-lhe bem. Eis que, justamente no dia cm que completou quinze anos, estando o rei e a rainha ausentes, ela ficou sozinha no castelo. Perambulou, então, por toda parte, inspecionou à vontade todos os aposentos e, por fim, foi dar a uma antiga torre. Subiu por estreita escada de caracol e chegou diante de uma porta. Na fechadura, estava uma chave enferrujada e, quando a girou, a porta abriu-se, deixando ver um pequeno tugúrio, onde uma velha, sentada diante de sua roca com o fuso, fiava ativamente o linho.
- Boa tarde, avozinha, - disse a princesa, - que estás fazendo?
- Estou fiando, - disse a velha, acenando-lhe com a cabeça.
- O que é isso que gira tão engraçado? - perguntou a menina, e pegou o fuso para experimentar se sabia manejá-lo. Mas, apenas tocou nele, realizou-se a predição da fada e ela espetou o dedo.
No mesmo instante em que sentiu a picada, caiu na cama que ali estava e mergulhou em sono profundo. Esse sono propagou-se por todo o castelo: o rei e a rainha, regressando nesse momento, adormeceram na sala assim como toda a corte.
Dormiam os cavalos na estrebaria, os cães no terreiro, os pombos no telhado, as moscas na parede; até o fogo, que flamejava na lareira, apagou-se e adormeceu; o assado cessou de cozer e o cozinheiro, que tentava agarrar pelos cabelos um ajudante, também adormeceu nessa posição. O vento paralisou-se e, nas árvores diante do castelo, não se mexeu mais nenhuma folhinha.
Em volta do castelo cresceu, então, uma sebe de espinhos, que cada ano se tornava mais alta e acabou por circundá-lo e cobri-lo todo, de maneira que não se via mais nada dele, nem mesmo a flâmula hasteada sobre o teto. Na região, espalhou-se a lenda da bela Rosicler ou, da Bela Adormecida no Bosque, como ficou sendo denominada a princesa. De vez em quando, aparecia algum príncipe tentando atravessar o espinheiro para penetrar no castelo, mas não o conseguia, pois o espinheiro impedia-os como se tivessem mão, e os segurassem; assim os jovens ficavam emaranhados e, não podendo desvencilhar-se, acabavam morrendo de morte horrível.
Decorridos muitos e muitos anos, chegou à região um príncipe; ouvira um velho falar no espinheiro, dizendo que atrás dele havia um castelo onde belíssima princesa, chamada Rosicler, dormia há cem anos, e com ela dormiam o rei, a rainha e toda a corte. O príncipe já ouvira seu avô contar que muitos príncipes haviam tentado atravessar o espinheiro, mas que ficaram emaranhados e acabaram morrendo horrivelmente. Então, o príncipe disse:
- Eu não temo coisa alguma; abrirei uma brecha no espinheiro e chegarei onde se encontra a Bela Adormecida.
Não deu atenção ao bom velho, que tentou, por todos os meios, dissuadi-lo da empresa. E, justamente, haviam decorrido os cem anos, tendo chegado o dia em que a Bela Adormecida devia despertar.
Quando o príncipe se aproximou do espinheiro, viu que estava todo coberto de grandes e belíssimas flores que, espontaneamente, se separaram para deixá-lo passar ileso, fechando-se depois às suas costas. No pátio do castelo deparou com cavalos e cães de caça malhados, dormindo, estendidos no chão; no telhado viu os pombos com a cabecinha debaixo da asa, também dormindo. Ao penetrar no interior do castelo, viu as moscas dormindo, grudadas na parede; na cozinha, o cozinheiro na mesma atitude em que fora colhido pelo sono e a criada sentada diante da galinha preta que estava depenando. Continuou andando e na sala viu toda a corte dormindo e, recostados no trono, jaziam adormecidos, também, o rei e a rainha. Mais além, o silêncio era tão completo que ele ouvia sua própria respiração: finalmente, foi dar à velha torre e abriu a porta do tugúrio onde dormia a princesa.
Ela estava deitada e era tão linda que o príncipe não conseguia despregar os olhos; inclinou-se e deu-lhe um beijo. Com aquele beijo, a Bela Adormecida abriu os olhos, despertou e fitou-o sorrindo amavelmente. Ele tomou-a pela mão e juntos desceram à sala; então o rei, a rainha e toda a corte despertaram também, olhando-se pasmados uns aos outros.
Os cavalos no pátio levantaram-se e relincharam; os cães de caça espreguiçaram-se agitando os rabos; os pombos no telhado tiraram a cabecinha de sob as asas, olharam em volta e saíram voando para os campos; as moscas voltaram a esvoaçar; o fogo na cozinha reavivou-se, tornou a crepitar e continuou a cozer a comida; o assado tornou a chiar; o cozinheiro deu no ajudante o safanão retardado, fazendo-o gritar, e a criada acabou de depenar a galinha.
Depois, realizaram-se com grande fausto as núpcias do príncipe com a Bela Adormecida, os quais viveram muito felizes até o fim de sua vida.




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