A long time ago, in a far away land

A long time ago, in a far away land, a merchant was returning home after a long journey. As night fell, he entered a deep forest. His head was full of thoughts of his six daughters. He had left home in summer, and now he was returning in deep winter. The most bitter sleet and snow came down, and his horse stumbled on a patch of ice. He heard wolves howling, and soon he realized that he was lost.
At last, he saw some sort of track. At the beginning it was rough and slippery, but soon it led him into an avenue of orange trees covered with flowers and fruit – but here there was no snow.
He saw a flight of stone steps. He went up them into a great castle. Inside he passed through several splendid rooms. Everywhere in the castle there was a deep silence. At last, he stopped in a small room where a fire was burning. He lay down on a couch and very soon fell into a sweet sleep.
He woke up feeling hungry. He was still alone, but a good dinner had been laid on a little table. He began to eat, hoping that he might soon have a chance to thank his kind host, whoever it might be. But no one appeared.
Then he went down into the garden, and though it was winter everywhere else, here the sun shone, and the birds sang, and the flowers bloomed, and the air was soft and sweet. The path had a hedge of roses on each side of it, and the merchant thought he had never seen or smelt such beautiful flowers. Then he remembered a promise he had made to his youngest daughter, who was so lovely that every one knew her as Beauty. Before setting out on his journey, he had asked his daughters what presents they would like him to bring back for them. The five eldest wished for jewels and fine clothes, but Beauty asked only for a single rose. Now, as he stopped to pick a rose to take home to Beauty, he was startled by a strange noise behind him. Turning round, he saw a frightful ugly Beast, which seemed to be very angry and sad and said in a terrible voice:
“Who said that you could pick my roses? Was it not enough that I let you say in my palace and was kind to you? This is the way you thank me, by stealing my flowers! But you shall not go unpunished!”
The merchant was terrified by these furious words. He dropped the fatal rose, and, throwing himself on his knees, cried: “Pardon me, noble sir. I am truly grateful to you for your kindness. I could not imagine that you would mind so much if I took such a little thing as a rose.”
But the Beast was still furious. He cried:
“Excuses and flattery will not save you from the death you deserve!”
“Alas!” thought the merchant; “My daughter’s rose has put me in this terrible danger.”
And he began to tell the Beast of his journey, not forgetting to mention how Beauty had asked him for a rose.
“I beg you to forgive me, for I meant no harm,” he pleaded.
The Beast thought for a moment, and then he said, in a less terrible voice:
“I will forgive you on one condition – that is if you will give me one of your daughters.”
“Ah!” cried the merchant, “What excuse could I invent to bring her here?”
“No excuse!” answered the Beast. “She must come willingly. Go home. I give you a month to see if one of your daughters will save you. If none of them is willing to come to me, you must come back alone. And do not think that you can hide from me, for if you do not keep your word I will come and fetch you!”
The poor merchant, more dead than alive, went to the stable where his horse was ready for his journey. It carried him off so swiftly that in an instant he had lost sight of the palace, and he was still wrapped in gloomy thoughts when it stopped before the door of his house.
His daughters rushed to meet him. At first he told them nothing of The Beast, but as he gave Beauty her the rose he said sadly:
“Here is what you asked me to bring you; you little know what it has cost.”
Later that evening he told his family of his adventures from beginning to end, and then his daughters wept loudly. The girls were very angry with Beauty, and said to her that it was all her fault, and complained bitterly that they should have to suffer for her foolish wish.
Poor Beauty said to them:
“Who could have guessed that asking for a rose in the middle of summer would cause so much misery? But as I made this mistake, it is only right that I should be the one to suffer for it. I will go back to the Beast with father.”
When the fatal day came she said good-by to her sisters and everything she loved. She mounted a horse together with her father, and it seemed to fly rather than gallop. They soon reached the avenue of orange trees, where statues were holding flaming torches, and when they got nearer to the palace, music sounded softly from the courtyard.
Her father led her to the little room where he had stayed, and there they found a splendid fire burning, and a delicious supper set out on the table.
After they had finished their meal they heard the Beast’s footsteps, approaching, and Beauty clung to her father. But when the ugly Beast appeared, she tried hard to hide her terror, and she nodded to him politely.
This clearly pleased the Beast. After looking at her he said, in a voice that might have struck fear into the boldest of hearts:
“Good-evening, old man. Good-evening, Beauty.”
The merchant was too terrified to reply, but Beauty answered sweetly: “Good-evening, Beast.”
“Have you come willingly?” asked the Beast.
Beauty answered bravely that she had come willingly to save her father.
“I am pleased with you,” said the Beast. “As for you, old man,” he added, turning to the merchant, “at sunrise to- morrow you will go.”
Then turning to Beauty, he said:
“Take your father into the next room, and help him to choose presents for your sisters. Take everything they would wish for.”
Then he left them saying, “Good-by, Beauty; good-by, old man”.
In the next room they found splendid dresses fit for a queen. And when Beauty opened the cupboards she was quite dazzled by the gorgeous jewels that lay in heaps upon every shelf. After choosing a vast quantity, she opened the last chest, which was full of gold.
“I think, father,” she said, “that gold will be more useful to you. We had better take out the other things again, and fill the trunks with gold.” So they did this; And at last the trunks were so heavy that an elephant could not have carried them!
“The Beast was making fun of us,” cried the merchant. “He pretended to give us these things, knowing that I could not carry them away.”
“Let us wait and see,” answered Beauty.
At sunrise, they went down into the courtyard, where two horses were waiting, one loaded with the two trunks, the other for the merchant to ride. And as soon as he climbed into the saddle, he went off at such a pace that Beauty lost sight of him in an instant. Then she began to cry and she went back to her room and fell into a deep sleep.
She dreamed that she was walking by a stream when a young prince came up to her and said, in a voice that went straight to her heart:
“Ah, Beauty! you are not so unlucky as you suppose. Only try to find me, no matter how I may be disguised, as I love you dearly. Make me happy and you shall be happy. Be as true-hearted as you are beautiful, and we shall have nothing left to wish for.”
“What can I do, Prince, to make you happy?” said Beauty.
“Do not trust your eyes,” he answered, “And set me free from my misery.”
When Beauty awoke, she began to think about the charming Prince she had seen in her dream.
“He said I could make him happy.” said Beauty to herself. “It seems that this horrible Beast keeps him a prisoner. How can I set him free? I don’t understand it. But, after all, it was only a dream, so why should I worry about it?”
She got up to explore the castle, but she did not see anyone or hear any sound, and she began to find it rather dull.
Only that evening, after supper, she heard the Beast coming, and she trembled with fear at what it might do.
But he only said: “Good-evening, Beauty.”
She answered cheerfully and managed to hide her terror. He spoke politely to her for about an hour, and asked her all about her life with her family.
Then he said in a gruff voice:
“Do you love me, Beauty? Will you marry me?”
“Oh! What shall I say?” cried Beauty, for she was afraid to make the Beast angry by refusing.
“Say `yes’ or `no’ without fear,” he replied.
“Oh! no, Beast,” said Beauty hastily.
“Since you will not, goodnight, Beauty,” he said.
And she answered, “Goodnight, Beast,” very glad to find that he had not attacked her. And after he was gone, she was very soon in bed and asleep, and dreaming of her unknown Prince. He came to her and said to her:
“Ah, Beauty! Why are you so unkind to me? I fear I will be unhappy for many a long day still.”
The next morning, she decided to amuse herself in the garden, for the sun shone, and all the fountains were playing. When she was tired she went back to the palace, and found a new room full of rare birds, so tame that they flew to Beauty as soon as they saw her, and perched upon her shoulders and her head. Some of them were parrots and cockatoos that could talk, and they greeted Beauty by name;
“Pretty little creatures,” she said, “Oh how I wish that your cage was nearer to my room, that I could often hear you sing!
When she left, she opened a door and found that it led straight into her own room.
After supper, the Beast paid her his usual visit, and before he left he asked her as before: “Beauty, will you marry me?” And when she refused, he gave her a gruff “good-night” and left her. The days passed, and every evening the Beast asked her the same question and she gave him the same answer.
And Beauty felt that that when she said, “No, Beast,” he went away quite sad. But her happy dreams of the handsome young Prince soon made her forget the poor Beast.
Her prince always told to let her heart guide her, and not her eyes, and many other equally baffling things, which she could

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นานมาแล้ว ในดินแดนที่ไกลแสนไกล พ่อค้าที่กำลังจะเดินทางกลับ หลังจากการเดินทางที่ยาวนาน เป็นคืนที่ล้ม เขาเข้าไปในป่าลึก หัวของเขาเต็มไปด้วยความคิดที่ 6 ของบุตรสาวของเขา เขาออกจากบ้านในช่วงฤดูร้อน และตอนนี้ เขากลับมาในฤดูหนาวลึก ฝนหิมะขมมากที่สุดและหิมะลงมาและม้าของเขาสะดุดในแพทช์ของน้ำแข็ง เขาได้ยินเสียงหมาป่าหอน และในไม่ช้าเขาก็ตระหนักได้ว่า เขาหลงทาง
ในที่สุดเขาก็เห็นบางอย่างที่ติดตาม ตอนแรกมันหยาบและลื่น แต่ไม่นานมันก็นำเขาเข้าสู่ถนนต้นไม้สีส้มปกคลุมด้วยดอกไม้และผลไม้ ) แต่ที่นี่ไม่มีหิมะ
เขาเห็นขั้นบันไดหิน เขาเข้าไปในปราสาทที่ยิ่งใหญ่ ข้างในเขาผ่านสวยงามหลายห้อง ทุกที่ในปราสาทมีความเงียบลึก ในที่สุด he stopped in a small room where a fire was burning. He lay down on a couch and very soon fell into a sweet sleep.
He woke up feeling hungry. He was still alone, but a good dinner had been laid on a little table. He began to eat, hoping that he might soon have a chance to thank his kind host, whoever it might be. But no one appeared.
Then he went down into the garden, and though it was winter everywhere else, here the sun shone, and the birds sang, and the flowers bloomed, and the air was soft and sweet. The path had a hedge of roses on each side of it, and the merchant thought he had never seen or smelt such beautiful flowers. Then he remembered a promise he had made to his youngest daughter, who was so lovely that every one knew her as Beauty. Before setting out on his journey, he had asked his daughters what presents they would like him to bring back for them. The five eldest wished for jewels and fine clothes, but Beauty asked only for a single rose. Now, as he stopped to pick a rose to take home to Beauty, he was startled by a strange noise behind him. Turning round, he saw a frightful ugly Beast, which seemed to be very angry and sad and said in a terrible voice:
“Who said that you could pick my roses? Was it not enough that I let you say in my palace and was kind to you? This is the way you thank me, by stealing my flowers! But you shall not go unpunished! ”
The merchant was terrified by these furious words. He dropped the fatal rose, and, throwing himself on his knees, cried: “Pardon me, noble sir. I am truly grateful to you for your kindness. I could not imagine that you would mind so much if I took such a little thing as a rose.”
But the Beast was still furious. He cried:
“Excuses and flattery will not save you from the death you deserve! ”
“Alas! ” thought the merchant; “My daughter’s rose has put me in this terrible danger.”
และเขาก็เริ่มบอกสัตว์ของการเดินทางของเขา ไม่ลืมที่จะพูดถึงความงามร้องขอกุหลาบ .
" ฉันขอร้องให้คุณยกโทษให้ฉัน ฉันไม่ได้ตั้งใจหรอก " เขาอ้อนวอน
สัตว์คิดครู่หนึ่ง แล้วเขาพูดในเสียงที่น่ากลัวน้อยลง :
" ผมจะยกโทษให้คุณหนึ่งเงื่อนไข ( นั่นคือถ้าคุณจะให้ฉันหนึ่งของลูกสาว "
" อ๊ะ ! " ร้องไห้พ่อค้า “What excuse could I invent to bring her here? ”
“No excuse! ” answered the Beast. “She must come willingly. Go home. I give you a month to see if one of your daughters will save you. If none of them is willing to come to me, you must come back alone. And do not think that you can hide from me, for if you do not keep your word I will come and fetch you! ”
The poor merchant, more dead than alive, went to the stable where his horse was ready for his journey. It carried him off so swiftly that in an instant he had lost sight of the palace, and he was still wrapped in gloomy thoughts when it stopped before the door of his house.
His daughters rushed to meet him. At first he told them nothing of The Beast, but as he gave Beauty her the rose he said sadly:
" นี่คือสิ่งที่คุณขอให้ฉันพาคุณไป คุณน้อยว่ามันมีต้นทุน "
เย็นวันนั้นเขาบอกว่าครอบครัวของเขาในการผจญภัยของเขาตั้งแต่ต้นจนจบ แล้วลูกสาวก็ร้องไห้เสียงดัง สาวๆ โกรธมากกับความงามและพูดกับเธอว่า ทั้งหมดเป็นความผิดของเธอ และบ่นอย่างขมขื่นว่า พวกเขาควรต้องทนทุกข์เพื่อหวังโง่ๆของเธอ .
ความงามจนกล่าวแก่พวกเขา :
“Who could have guessed that asking for a rose in the middle of summer would cause so much misery? But as I made this mistake, it is only right that I should be the one to suffer for it. I will go back to the Beast with father.”
When the fatal day came she said good-by to her sisters and everything she loved. She mounted a horse together with her father, and it seemed to fly rather than gallop.พวกเขาเร็ว ๆนี้ ถึงถนนต้นไม้สีส้มที่รูปปั้นถือเปลวไฟคบเพลิง และเมื่อพวกเขาได้ใกล้วัง เสียงเพลงก็ดังขึ้นเบาๆจากลาน
พ่อของเธอนำเธอเข้าห้องที่เขาเคยอยู่ และที่นั่นเขาได้พบไฟสวยงาม และอาหารอร่อย ไว้บนโต๊ะ .
หลังจากที่พวกเขาเสร็จสิ้นการอาหารที่พวกเขาได้ยินเสียงฝีเท้าของสัตว์ใกล้และสวยคลอเคลียอยู่กับพ่อของเธอ แต่เมื่อสัตว์น่าเกลียดปรากฏขึ้น เธอพยายามที่จะซ่อนความหวาดกลัวของเธอ เธอพยักหน้าให้เขาอย่างสุภาพ
นี้อย่างชัดเจนใจสัตว์ เมื่อมองเธอ เขาพูดด้วยเสียงที่อาจจะเกิดความกลัวใน boldest ของหัวใจ :
" สวัสดีครับ ตาแก่ เย็น , ความงามที่ดี . "
พ่อค้าก็กลัวเกินไปที่จะตอบ แต่ตอบหวาน : ความงาม “Good-evening, Beast.”
“Have you come willingly? ” asked the Beast.
Beauty answered bravely that she had come willingly to save her father.
“I am pleased with you,” said the Beast. “As for you, old man,” he added, turning to the merchant, “at sunrise to- morrow you will go.”
Then turning to Beauty, he said:
“Take your father into the next room, and help him to choose presents for your sisters. Take everything they would wish for.”
Then he left them saying, “Good-by, Beauty; good-by, old man”.
In the next room they found splendid dresses fit for a queen. And when Beauty opened the cupboards she was quite dazzled by the gorgeous jewels that lay in heaps upon every shelf. After choosing a vast quantity, she opened the last chest, which was full of gold.
“I think, father,” she said, “that gold will be more useful to you. We had better take out the other things again, and fill the trunks with gold.” So they did this; And at last the trunks were so heavy that an elephant could not have carried them!
“The Beast was making fun of us,” cried the merchant. “He pretended to give us these things,รู้ว่าฉันไม่สามารถพาพวกเขาไป "
" ให้เรารอดู " ตอบความงาม .
ที่พระอาทิตย์ขึ้น เขาลงไปยังลานที่ม้าสองตัวกำลังรออยู่หนึ่งเต็มไปด้วยสองกางเกงอื่น ๆสำหรับพ่อค้าที่จะขี่ และทันทีที่เขาปีนเป็นอานเขาออกไปในจังหวะดังกล่าวว่า ความงามคลาดกับเขาทันที Then she began to cry and she went back to her room and fell into a deep sleep.
She dreamed that she was walking by a stream when a young prince came up to her and said, in a voice that went straight to her heart:
“Ah, Beauty! you are not so unlucky as you suppose. Only try to find me, no matter how I may be disguised, as I love you dearly. Make me happy and you shall be happy.เป็น จริงใจ เป็น คุณสวย และเราก็จะไม่มีอะไรเหลือให้หวัง "
" ฉันจะทำยังไงดี องค์ชาย เพื่อทำให้คุณมีความสุข ? " บอกว่าความงาม .
" ไม่เชื่อสายตา " เขาตอบ " และให้หลุดพ้นจากความทุกข์ยากของฉัน "
เมื่อความงามตื่นขึ้น เธอเริ่มคิดถึงเจ้าชายที่เธอเคยเห็นในความฝันของเธอ .
" เขา กล่าว ว่า ฉันสามารถทำให้เขามีความสุขได้ กล่าวว่า ความงามให้ตัวเอง" ดูเหมือนว่าสัตว์ร้ายที่น่ากลัวนี้ทำให้เขาเป็นนักโทษ ฉันจะตั้งเขาฟรี ฉันไม่เข้าใจมัน แต่หลังจากทั้งหมดมันเป็นเพียงความฝัน ดังนั้นทำไมฉันควรจะกังวลเกี่ยวกับมันได้หรือไม่ "
เธอยืนขึ้นเพื่อสำรวจปราสาท แต่เธอเห็นใครหรือได้ยินเสียงใดๆ เธอเริ่มที่จะพบว่ามันค่อนข้างทึบ
เฉพาะตอนเย็น หลังมื้อเย็น เธอได้ยินมันมาเธอตัวสั่นด้วยความกลัวในสิ่งที่มันอาจจะทำ .
แต่เขากล่าวว่า " ตอนเย็น สวยดี " เธอตอบอย่างร่าเริง
และจัดการซ่อนเธอหวาดกลัว เขาพูดอย่างสุภาพกับเธอประมาณหนึ่งชั่วโมง และถามเธอเกี่ยวกับชีวิตของเธอกับครอบครัวของเธอ .
แล้ว เขาพูดด้วยเสียงแหบ :
" คุณรักฉัน , ความงาม คุณจะแต่งงานกับฉัน ? "
" โอ้ ! จะพูดไงดีล่ะ " ร้องไห้ ความงาม for she was afraid to make the Beast angry by refusing.
“Say `yes’ or `no’ without fear,” he replied.
“Oh! no, Beast,” said Beauty hastily.
“Since you will not, goodnight, Beauty,” he said.
And she answered, “Goodnight, Beast,” very glad to find that he had not attacked her. And after he was gone, she was very soon in bed and asleep, and dreaming of her unknown Prince.เขามาหาเธอและพูดกับเธอ :
" อ๊ะ ความงาม ! ทำไมคุณใจร้ายกับผม ? ผมกลัวผมจะไม่พอใจมาก ตลอดทั้งวันยังคง . "
ในเช้าวันรุ่งขึ้น เธอตัดสินใจที่จะชอบใจตัวเองในสวน สำหรับดวงอาทิตย์ส่องแสง และน้ำพุทั้งหมดเล่น เมื่อเธอเหนื่อย เธอกลับไปที่วัง และพบว่าห้องใหม่นกเต็มหายากเพื่อให้เชื่องที่พวกเขาบินเพื่อความงาม ทันทีที่เขาเห็นเธอ and perched upon her shoulders and her head. Some of them were parrots and cockatoos that could talk, and they greeted Beauty by name;
“Pretty little creatures,” she said, “Oh how I wish that your cage was nearer to my room, that I could often hear you sing!
When she left, she opened a door and found that it led straight into her own room.
After supper, the Beast paid her his usual visit, and before he left he asked her as before: “Beauty, will you marry me? ” And when she refused, he gave her a gruff “good-night” and left her. The days passed, and every evening the Beast asked her the same question and she gave him the same answer.
And Beauty felt that that when she said, “No, Beast,” he went away quite sad. But her happy dreams of the handsome young Prince soon made her forget the poor Beast.
Her prince always told to let her heart guide her, and not her eyes, and many other equally baffling things, which she could