Folk-Lore and Legends; Scandinavian eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Folk-Lore and Legends; Scandinavian.

Folk-Lore and Legends; Scandinavian eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Folk-Lore and Legends; Scandinavian.
girls who sat next John caught hold of him and whirled him about, and, without making any resistance, he danced round and round with them for two good hours.  Every afternoon while he remained there he used to dance thus merrily with them, and, to the last hour of his life, he used to speak of it with the greatest glee.  His language was—­that the joys of heaven and the songs and music of the angels, which the righteous hope to enjoy there, might be excessively beautiful, but that he could conceive nothing to surpass the music and the dancing under the earth, the beautiful and lively little men, the wonderful birds in the branches, and the tinkling silver bells in their caps.

“No one,” said he, “who has not seen and heard it, can form any idea whatever of it.”

When the music and dancing were over it might be about four o’clock.  The little people then disappeared, and went each about his own business or pleasure.  After supper they sported and danced in the same way, and at midnight, especially on star-light nights, they slipped out of their hills to dance in the open air.  John used then to say his prayers, a duty he never neglected either in the evening or in the morning, and go to sleep.

For the first week John was in the glass hill, he only went from his chamber to the great hall and back again.  After the first week, however, he began to walk about, making his servant show and explain everything to him.  He found that there were in that place the most beautiful walks in which he might ramble about for miles, in all directions, without ever finding an end to them, so immensely large was the hill in which the little people lived, and yet outwardly it seemed but a little place, with a few bushes and trees growing on it.

It was extraordinary that, between the meads and fields, which were thick sown with hills and lakes and islands, and ornamented with trees and flowers in great variety, there ran, as it were, small lanes, through which, as through crystal rocks, one was obliged to pass to come to any new place; and the single meads and fields were often a mile long, and the flowers were so brilliant and so fragrant, and the songs of the numerous birds so sweet, that John had never seen anything on earth like it.  There was a breeze, and yet one did not feel the wind.  It was quite clear and bright, and yet there was no heat.  The waves were dashing, still there was no danger, and the most beautiful little barks and canoes came, like white swans, when one wanted to cross the water, and went backwards and forwards of themselves.  Whence all this came no one knew, nor could John’s servant tell anything about it, but one thing John saw plainly, which was, that the large carbuncles and diamonds that were set in the roof and walls gave light instead of the sun, moon, and stars.

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