The king of the Golden River, or the Black Brothers, a legend of Stiria, John Ruskin 1907 - fairy tale, fantasy
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The king of the Golden River, or the Black Brothers, a legend of Stiria, by John Ruskin - illustrated by Richard Doyle - The King of the Golden Rivier was written in 1841 at the request of a very young lady, and solely for her amusement, without any idea of publication. In a secluded and mountainous part of Stiria, there was, in old time, a valley of the most surprising and luxuriant fertility. It was surrounded, on all sides, by steep and rocky mountains, rising into peaks, which were always covered with snow, and from which a number of torrents descended in constant cataracts. One of these fell westward, over the face of a crag so high, that, when the sun had set to everything else, and all below was darkness, his beams still shone full upon this waterfall, so that it looked like a shower of gold. It was, therefore, called by the people of the neighborhood, the Golden River. It was strange that none of these streams fell into the valley itself. They all descended on the other side of the mountains, and wound away through broad plains and by populous cities. But the clouds were dawn so constantly to the snowy hills, and rested so softly in the circular hollow, that in time of drought and heat, when in the country round was burnt up, there was still rain in the little valley; and its crops were so heavy, and its hay so high, and its apples so red, and its grapes so blue, and its wine so rich, and his honey so sweet, that it was a marvel to every one beheld it, and was commonly called the Treasure Valley." Edition Goerge Allen, London 1907. #fantasy, #fairy tale, #conte anglais, #Richard Doyle,
The king of the Golden River, or the Black Brothers, a legend of Stiria, by John Ruskin - illustrated by Richard Doyle -
The King of the Golden Rivier was written in 1841 at the request of a very young lady, and solely for her amusement, without any idea of publication.
In a secluded and mountainous part of Stiria, there was, in old time, a valley of the most surprising and luxuriant fertility. It was surrounded, on all sides, by steep and rocky mountains, rising into peaks, which were always covered with snow, and from which a number of torrents descended in constant cataracts.
One of these fell westward, over the face of a crag so high, that, when the sun had set to everything else, and all below was darkness, his beams still shone full upon this waterfall, so that it looked like a shower of gold. It was, therefore, called by the people of the neighborhood, the Golden River.
It was strange that none of these streams fell into the valley itself. They all descended on the other side of the mountains, and wound away through broad plains and by populous cities. But the clouds were dawn so constantly to the snowy hills, and rested so softly in the circular hollow, that in time of drought and heat, when in the country round was burnt up, there was still rain in the little valley; and its crops were so heavy, and its hay so high, and its apples so red, and its grapes so blue, and its wine so rich, and his honey so sweet, that it was a marvel to every one beheld it, and was commonly called the Treasure Valley."
Edition Goerge Allen, London 1907. #fantasy, #fairy tale, #Richard Doyle,
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The king of the Golden River, or the Black Brothers, a legend of Stiria, by John Ruskin - illustrated by Richard Doyle - The King of the Golden Rivier was written in 1841 at the request of a very young lady, and solely for her amusement, without any idea of publication. In a secluded and mountainous part of Stiria, there was, in old time, a valley of the most surprising and luxuriant fertility. It was surrounded, on all sides, by steep and rocky mountains, rising into peaks, which were always covered with snow, and from which a number of torrents descended in constant cataracts. One of these fell westward, over the face of a crag so high, that, when the sun had set to everything else, and all below was darkness, his beams still shone full upon this waterfall, so that it looked like a shower of gold. It was, therefore, called by the people of the neighborhood, the Golden River. It was strange that none of these streams fell into the valley itself. They all descended on the other side of the mountains, and wound away through broad plains and by populous cities. But the clouds were dawn so constantly to the snowy hills, and rested so softly in the circular hollow, that in time of drought and heat, when in the country round was burnt up, there was still rain in the little valley; and its crops were so heavy, and its hay so high, and its apples so red, and its grapes so blue, and its wine so rich, and his honey so sweet, that it was a marvel to every one beheld it, and was commonly called the Treasure Valley." Edition Goerge Allen, London 1907. #fantasy, #fairy tale, #conte anglais, #Richard Doyle,