Phantastes, A Faerie Romance
Page 109"I am sad," he said, "when I think of the youth whom I met twice in the
forests of Fairy Land; and who, you say, twice, with his songs, roused
you from the death-sleep of an evil enchantment. There was something
noble in him, but it was a nobleness of thought, and not of deed. He may
yet perish of vile fear."
"Ah!" returned the lady, "you saved him once, and for that I thank you;
for may I not say that I somewhat loved him? But tell me how you fared,
when you struck your battle-axe into the ash-tree, and he came and found
you; for so much of the story you had told me, when the beggar-child
"As soon as I saw him," rejoined the knight, "I knew that earthly arms
availed not against such as he; and that my soul must meet him in its
naked strength. So I unclasped my helm, and flung it on the ground; and,
holding my good axe yet in my hand, gazed at him with steady eyes. On
he came, a horror indeed, but I did not flinch. Endurance must conquer,
where force could not reach. He came nearer and nearer, till the ghastly
face was close to mine. A shudder as of death ran through me; but I
think I did not move, for he seemed to quail, and retreated. As soon
that the forest rang; and then looked at him again. He writhed and
grinned with rage and apparent pain, and again approached me, but
retreated sooner than before. I heeded him no more, but hewed with a
will at the tree, till the trunk creaked, and the head bowed, and with a
crash it fell to the earth. Then I looked up from my labour, and lo! the
spectre had vanished, and I saw him no more; nor ever in my wanderings
have I heard of him again."
"Well struck! well withstood! my hero," said the lady.
still?"
"Ah!" she replied, "how can I help it? He woke me from worse than death;
he loved me. I had never been for thee, if he had not sought me first.
But I love him not as I love thee. He was but the moon of my night; thou
art the sun of my clay, O beloved."