“ It was the prince who first recovered his voice, and he said to his friend, as carelessly as he could:‘These must be the skulls of the men who tried to make the princess speak and failed. Well, if we fail too, our bones will strew the ground likewise.’‘Oh! turn back now, my prince, while there is yet time,’ entreated his companion. ‘Your father gave you into my charge; but when we set out I did not know that certain death lay before us.’‘Take heart, O Lala, take heart!’ answered the prince. ‘A man can but die once. ”
Summary
The Olive Fairy Book is a compilation of fairy tales centered on themes of royalty, enchantment, and exploration, with narratives focusing on princesses, monarchs, and fairies traversing palaces, woodlands, and distant lands. The stories follow characters such as Zoulvisia, a princess caught in a conflict with a sorceress, and Lino, a young ruler in Arabia, examining themes of self-sacrifice, authority, and the challenges of youth.
The tales, abundant in magical components and ethical quandaries, mirror classic folklore, merging human perseverance with the capricious nature of fairy worlds. By integrating these aspects, the book creates a rich fabric of cultural legends highlighting the dynamic between human aspirations and supernatural influences.
Quotes from The Olive Fairy Book ()
“ O rajah,’ he said, ‘this sacrifice is useless, the tip of his finger is gone! A sacrifice is no sacrifice unless it is complete.’ And he began to weep with rage and mortification.But of instead of wailing likewise, the rajah gave a sigh of relief, and answered: ‘Well, that settles the matter. If it had been anyone else I should not have minded; but, somehow—a king and all—well, it doesn’t seem quite right to sacrifice a king.’ And with that he jumped up and with his jewelled dagger cut the bâdshah’s cords, and marched with him out of the temple back to the palace. ”
“ Once upon a time there lived in a city of Hindustan a seller of scents and essences, who had a very beautiful daughter named Dorani. This maiden had a friend who was a fairy, and the two were high in favour with Indra, the king of fairyland, because they were able to sing so sweetly and dance so deftly that no one in the kingdom could equal them for grace and beauty. Dorani had the most lovely hair in the world, for it was like spun gold, and the smell of it was like the smell of fresh roses. ”
