When she had ascended halfway, the stair ceased, and the path led straight into the mountain. The creature was afraid to go until it saw me put the pot on, and heard me promise it should be boiled the moment it returned with you. The illustrations capture the story perfectly, which on the surface is simple enough, but also leaves you with a sense of warmth and hope and promise that is hard to pin down and hard to explain. The story unfolds in a mysterious, surreal, dream-like flow. It grew darker and darker, till it was pitch dark, and they had to feel their way. ", "No," said the Old Man, "it is only more life.--Your feet will make no holes in the water now. But I will send you to the Old Man of the Earth. The Golden Key by MacDonald, George Illustrated by Maurice Sendak Seller Boomer's Books Published 1967 Condition Very Good+ with no dust jacket Edition First Edition Item Price $ 40.00. "I am too busy for that. None of this is a clear allegory. A little hard to follow. A boy and girl set out to find the golden key, which unlocks the door to the land of falling shadows. Yet she went on. this book is one of the three things that i lent to my (now) boyfriend, before we hardly knew eachother, which he says caused him to fall in love with me... this is one of those books that, if i even glance at it sitting quietly on my bookshelf, i can feel the magic that it contains inside. A boy and girl set out to find the golden key, which unlocks the door to the land of falling shadows. The old man opened the slide again, and tapped on the glass, whereupon the fishes were all as still as sleep. But the lady took no further notice of it till they had eaten the fish, which Tangle found nicer than any fish she had ever tasted before. She was standing at the foot of a tree in the twilight, listening to a quarrel between a mole and a squirrel, in which the mole told the squirrel that the tail was the best of him, and the squirrel called the mole Spade-fists, when, the darkness having deepened around her, she became aware of something shining in her face, and looking round, saw that the door of the cottage was open, and the red light of the fire flowing from it like a river through the darkness. He crossed the sea, and came to a great precipice of rock, up which he could discover but one path. At length the trees grew smaller, and stood farther apart, and the ground began to rise, and it got more and more steep, till the trees were all left behind, and the two were climbing a narrow path with rocks on each side. I see its shadows sometimes in my mirror: the way to it I do not know. Indeed, they are quite spiteful to slovenly people. That is your work. December 1st 1984 0 (0 Reviews) Published: 1867. "Am I beautiful? The Golden Key may refer to: . Nothing yet! Her head was under water, but that did not signify, for, when she thought about it, she could not remember that she had breathed once since her bath in the cave of the Old Man of the Sea. "Are you the oldest man of all?" ", "Yes. She has got to be one of my favorite characters in, I don’t remember if I’d read this before or not. "He has to find that out. But without the point. "But you are a great, splendid, beautiful lady," said Mossy. Suddenly she remembered that the beautiful lady had told them, if they lost each other in a country of which she could not remember the name, they were not to be afraid, but to go straight on. There's a quality to it ... almost like L'Engle. When they were rested they rose and pursued their journey. They were holding a council, in which their relative wisdom should be determined. This book has more metaphor and symbolism that Dylan's first four albums. But in Fairyland it is quite different. One of the truly great aspects to having kids is the surprising return to childhood authors long forgotten. It does feature the same Grandmother/Lady seen in ‘The Princess and the Goblin,’ with her magical baths. And Tangle cast a glance at him, and thought she should like to go with him. Then she lifted her head and looked around. Here is a girl called Tangle, whom you must take with you. It feels foundational, this story, one that surely has to have influenced other fairy tale writers, or maybe the author has just tapped something that feels ancient about story building. They tried everything on the maids without effect, and at last resolved upon making a clean riddance, beginning with the child. When Mossy hears about the golden key, his first response is that he could sell it for money. Fairy tales are some of the oldest forms of literature. For it is perfectly well known that out of Fairyland nobody ever can find where the rainbow stands. You are like the oldest man of all. And it was of the same new colour that he had seen in the rainbow when he saw it first in the fairy forest. said the Old Man, "that accounts for your knowing me. But it is the kindest return you can make. She sat down with her on her lap, and there the girl sat staring at her. ", "I did," answered Tangle, "and I thought it very strange; but then I saw you, and forgot all about the fish. "Perhaps I am not old either. Entering, she found the pot boiling on the fire, and the grand, lovely lady sitting on the other side of it. The forms appeared irregularly--now one, now many, now several, now none--men and women and children--all different, all beautiful. As I read it, I delighted in ideas … If I did, it was when I was a child. It was the light their colours gave that showed the place in which they were. A dreamlike, numinous fairytale. She lifted her head as Mossy drew near. ", "No, no !" Very fascinating. The child could not tell what was the colour of her hair, but could not help thinking it had a tinge of dark green. "You will not be afraid of anything I do with you--will you?" Tangle was soon lost in the strangest, loveliest dreams. At the long last, the stair ended at a rude archway in an all but glowing rock. It does feature the same Grandmother/Lady seen in ‘The Princess and the Goblin,’ with her magical baths. Hello Select your address Best Sellers Today's Deals New Releases Gift Ideas Books Today's Deals New Releases Gift Ideas Books "And I can do some thing for you, can I not?". He could look through them, and see the one behind the other, till they mixed in a mass of darkness. Not far from the house where the boy had lived, there was another house, the owner of which was a merchant, who was much away from home. "No, they do not," he answered. ", "I do not know. The forest lay to the east, and the sun, which was setting behind the cottage, looked straight into the dark wood with his level red eye. In front was still the solid rock, with this one slab fallen forward out of it. "Ah!" If she had looked round, however, she would have seen that she was followed by a very different creature from a bear. My tank is getting thin.". You see me now. "Oh! "Where is the Old Man of the Sea?" The children just kind of go through the story ... and there are no hardships ... just strange talking fish. They loosened their hold at once, and the creature went on attacking them, till at length they let the child go. It was a curious creature, made like a fish, but covered, instead of scales, with feathers of all colours, sparkling like those of a humming-bird. "And," said the lady, "If you should lose each other as you go through the--the--I never can remember the name of that country,--do not be afraid, but go on and on.". And it was alright ... but mostly just really confusing. Through this archway Tangle fell exhausted into a cool mossy cave. All at once Tangle found that she had not a hold of Mossy's hand, though when she lost it she could not tell. I cannot help you. ", "They must wait their time, like you and me too, my little Tangle.". "What if your golden key should be the key to it?". MacDonald 296-7).1 True symbols are not diminished through repeated use. "How do you know that, if you please, madam?" She tried to understand what they said; but their speech was so old-fashioned, and rude, and undefined, that she could not make much of it. But the moment he stepped upon it, a second fell, just short of the edge of the first, making the next step of a stair, which thus kept dropping itself before him as he ascended into the heart of the precipice. He had no smile, but the love in his large grey eyes was deep as the centre. I only dream about it myself. Diligently as a lace-maker shifts her bobbins, he shifted and arranged his balls. There was a roof over it like the roof of the cottage. He sat on, heedless of her presence, pale with the joy of his vision. A classic, allegorical fairy tale from one of the forefathers of modern fantasy literature, The Golden Key--first published as part of George MacDonald's story collection Dealings with the Fairies--is presented in this special edition featuring the author's complete text and lavish illustrations by Maurice Sendak, the Caldecott Medal-winning creator of Where the Wild Things Are. The child followed still. ", "Ah! He drew nearer to the rainbow. The sun was now set, and the darkness coming on, but the child thought of no danger but the bears behind her. Mossy followed him. "Don't I? For in each of the colours, which was as large as the column of a church, he could faintly see beautiful forms slowly ascending as if by the steps of a winding stair. You will take care of her, Mossy, will you not?". They felt the gathering darkness, and something strangely solemn besides, and the beauty of the shadows ceased to delight them. The floor and walls were covered with moss--green, soft, and damp. I will show you how you can go.". Before her was an open arch, and through it came light, mixed with the sound of sea-waves. There he fell fast asleep. In "The Golden Key," MacDonald has created an imaginative world through which two adolescents—Mossy, the hero, and Tangle, the heroine—must undertake a special quest. It was a mere glimmer that he saw, but he took it for a glimmer of rainbow, and went towards it.--And now I will go back to the borders of the forest. He stood gazing at it till he forgot himself with delight--even forgot the key which he had come to seek. I know "The Golden Key" is supposed to be McDonald's best (or nearly his best) "childre. I never could find the keyhole. Do you know I can't find a clean spot on your face to kiss! They wandered thus a long way, with endless amusement from the talk of the animals. The Golden Key (George MacDonald). And on the pedestal of one of them sat a woman, motionless, with her face bowed upon her knees. This story was thought provoking on the extreme, and I am still mulling over it in my mind. "But," she continued, "I think we may have one for supper to-morrow. It was the end of a rainbow, large and brilliant. You are thirteen and more now.". I’m not at all sure I would’ve loved this when I was little, but I loved it now. the boy would ask. The storm died away. She had a hundred questions to ask him, and he a hundred more to ask her. For the shadows were not merely lying on the surface of the ground, but heaped up above it like substantial forms of darkness, as if they had been cast upon a thousand different planes of the air. I am so glad!" The key vanished from his fingers. She heard a murmuring all about her, which became more and more articulate, and at length, as she went on eating, grew intelligible. The lady spoke some words Tangle could not understand, and threw her into the tank. The children age through life before the end. When the thought of the golden key returned, the boy very wisely proceeded to mark out in his mind the space covered by the foundation of the rainbow, in order that he might know where to search, should the rainbow disappear. First she got bread out of one hole in the wall; then milk out of another; then several kinds of fruit out a third; and then she went to the pot on the fire, and took out the fish, now nicely cooked, and, as soon as she had pulled off its feathered skin, ready to be eaten. It was quite dark about her, and yet she could see. So he contented himself with standing as near it as he might, and watching the forms that ascended the glorious colours towards the unknown height of the arch, which did not end abruptly but faded away in the blue air, so gradually that he could not say where it ceased. ", "Perhaps," suggested Tangle, feeling ashamed, but not too much so to say a word for herself,--"perhaps that is because the tree made me cry so. My four year old loved it. It began to grow dark. The fire will not burn you. This is the first of McDonald's "children's" books that I've read and I found myself wincing at parts (I won't go into detail right now about which ones) that I thought were too stilted, underdeveloped or just weird. “Then the Old Man of the Earth stooped over the floor of the cave, raised a huge stone from it, and left it leaning. Nor did this lead him farther than half-way up the rock, where it ended on a platform. he said to himself, and darted out of the house, and into the wood. For the heart of the child was too deep for any smile to reach from it to his face. The rock in front of him began to fall. She was as whole, and strong, and well as if she had slept for seven days. He lives a long way from here. You must come this way first.". And on it he saw a sparkle of blue. From behind she could see his white beard spread out on the rocky floor in front of him. There are no discussion topics on this book yet. "I want one of you." He could see nothing of it above the trees. I am an aëranth now. ", "It is good," said Mossy. "What have you got in that hand?" When they had gone some distance, the child turned up a great stone, and took something like an egg from under it. ", They returned to the outer cave, and sat and talked together for a long time. It would come true if I said it, and then I should be punished enough." "In there you will find a bath, in which you must lie till I call you.". The sun had set. With humble thanks Tangle took her leave. "I will try very hard not to be; but I can't be certain, you know," replied Tangle. Read more. It was based chiefly upon a bed of moss. And the the boy went to bed and dreamed about the golden key. When she lifted up her head a sudden and fierce heat struck her, and she sank it again instantly, and went sweeping on. "Won't you give me a pair of shoes too, Grandmother?" He led her to a hole in the wall, which she had not observed before. For they were younger and better, and stronger and wiser, than they had ever been before. A boy finds a golden key at the base of a rainbow in Fairyland; a girl flees home to join him on a journey in search of the key's lock. To see what your friends thought of this book, I don’t remember if I’d read this before or not. So they looked about them for a way out of the cave. "Ah! "Why should I leave you? Tangle had said. After running a long way, and as the last of the light was disappearing, she passed under a tree with drooping branches. So she was neglected and left untidy, and was sometimes ill-used besides. $23.68. The air-fish swam straight to the pot and into the boiling water, where it lay quiet. It ended and I thought..."is that really it? He looked very handsome in them. She said, "I can bear it no longer." Refresh and try again. ", "You must look for the keyhole. https://en.wikisource.org/w/index.php?title=The_Golden_Key_(MacDonald)&oldid=7250618, Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License, Listen to this text, read by Peter Eastman (. "Oh, I have waited for you so long! She felt quite sure it was true. It had fins, not wings, and swam through the air as a fish does through the water. asked Tangle. "And what did he do with it, can you tell me? "Thousands of years old,' answered the lady. So he lay down on the ground, and about him on every side, and over his head, was the constant play of the wonderful shadows. "Yes. Then the Old Man of the Earth stooped over the floor of the cave, raised a huge stone from it, and left it leaning. The Golden Key. Now a wonderful form, half bird-like half human, would float across on outspread sailing pinions. They soon spied the shadows of flowers mingled with those of the leaves, and now and then the shadow of a bird with open beak, and throat distended with song. And as he stood it grew more wonderful still. It was smooth as glass. Perhaps he can tell you. The fish was out of the door in a moment. So he threw himself down upon the mossy bed, to wait till the sunlight would give him a chance of finding the key. The wind was blowing from the sea. The Golden Key by MacDonald, George Book The Fast Free Shipping. But I work all day long--that is my pleasure; and you will have to leave me so soon!". Beautiful story with lyrical imagery; Sanderson's scratchboard illustrations really enhance the text. The rest of them rubbed themselves all over her, and with their wet feathers washed her quite clean. Tangle came up behind him, and peeping through the window into the heart of the great deep green ocean, saw the most curious creatures, some very ugly, all very odd, and with especially queer mouths, swimming about everywhere, above and below, but all coming towards the window in answer to the tap of the Old Man of the Sea. And moving a slide in the wall of his house, he first looked out, and then tapped upon a thick piece of crystal that filled the round opening. It vanished. Tangle, too, lay admiring, and wondering, and longing after the country whence the shadows came. "This indeed is my way," said Mossy, as soon as he saw the rainbow, and stepped out upon the sea. I understood what many of the allusions were in this story, but can someone tell me what the hell this book is all about? She stood and watched him. And the youth answered, and Tangle heard him, though not with her ears:--, "Tell me the way to the country whence the shadows fall. My wife loves this book...I beg to differ, at least for now. he said. "Bring home a young man you will find there, who does not know where to go.". They searched till it grew so dark that they could see nothing, and gave it up. "I think I want you. "What do you want here, beautiful woman?" A moment after, the shadows sank to her feet, and down under her feet, and the mountains rose before her. He next drew a long curved line in the sand with his finger, and laid the egg in it. He rose and looked at himself in the water, and there was not a grey hair on his head or a wrinkle on his skin. Will you tell me what to do? Hello, Sign in. "Yes, indeed you had," answered the lady,--"three years ago. Fish does through the mountain. `` and put his little cool hand on lap. 'S house, like you and me too, lay admiring, and it! 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