The Story of the Fisherman and His Wife · page 21 2 3101‘Yes,’ said his wife; ‘now I am king.’102He stood looking at her, and when he had looked for some time, he said:103‘Let that be enough, wife, now that you are king!104Now we have nothing more to wish for.’105‘Nay, husband,’ said his wife restlessly, ‘my wishing powers are boundless; I cannot restrain them any longer.106Go down to the flounder; king I am, now I must be emperor.’107‘Alas! wife,’ said the fisherman, ‘why do you want to be emperor?’108‘Husband,’ said she, ‘go to the flounder; I will be emperor.’109‘Ah, wife,’ he said, ‘he cannot make you emperor; I don’t like to ask him that.110There is only one emperor in the kingdom.111Indeed and indeed he cannot make you emperor.’112‘What!’ said his wife.113‘I am king, and you are my husband.114Will you go at once?115Go!116If he can make king he can make emperor, and emperor I must and will be.117Go!’118So he had to go.119But as he went, he felt quite frightened, and he thought to himself, ‘This can’t be right; to be emperor is too ambitious; the flounder will be tired out at last.’120Thinking this he came to the shore.121The sea was quite black and thick, and it was breaking high on the beach; the foam was flying about, and the wind was blowing; everything looked bleak.122The fisherman was chilled with fear.123He stood and said:124‘Once a prince, but changed you be Into a flounder in the sea.125Come! for my wife, Ilsebel, Wishes what I dare not tell.’126‘What does she want now?’ asked flounder.127‘Alas! flounder,’ he said, ‘my wife wants to be emperor.’128‘Go home,’ said the flounder; ‘she is that already.’129So the fisherman went home, and when he came there he saw the whole castle was made of polished marble, ornamented with alabaster statues and gold.130Before the gate soldiers were marching, blowing trumpets and beating drums.131Inside the palace were walking barons, counts, and dukes, acting as servants; they opened the door, which was of beaten gold.132And when he entered, he saw his wife upon a throne which was made out of a single block of gold, and which was quite six cubits high.133She had on a great golden crown which was three yards high and set with brilliants and sparkling gems.134In one hand she held a sceptre, and in the other the imperial globe, and on either side of her stood two rows of halberdiers, each smaller than the other, from a seven-foot giant to the tiniest little dwarf no higher than my little finger.135Many princes and dukes were standing before her.136The fisherman went up to her quietly and said:137‘Wife, are you emperor now?’138‘Yes,’ she said, ‘I am emperor.’139He stood looking at her magnificence, and when he had watched her for some time, said:140‘Ah, wife, let that be enough, now that you are emperor.’141‘Husband,’ said she, ‘why are you standing there?142I am emperor now, and I want to be pope too; go down to the flounder.’143‘Alas! wife,’ said the fisherman, ‘what more do you want?144You cannot be pope; there is only one pope in Christendom, and he cannot make you that.’145‘Husband,’ she said, ‘I will be pope.146Go down quickly; I must be pope to-day.’147‘No, wife,’ said the fisherman; ‘I can’t ask him that.148It is not right; it is too much.149The flounder cannot make you pope.’150‘Husband, what nonsense!’ said his wife.151‘If he can make emperor, he can make, pope too.152Go down this instant; I am emperor and you are my husband.153Will you be off at once?’154So he was frightened and went out; but he felt quite faint, and trembled and shook, and his knees and legs began to give way under him.155The wind was blowing fiercely across the land, and the clouds flying across the sky looked as gloomy as if it were night; the leaves were being blown from the trees; the water was foaming and seething and dashing upon the shore, and in the distance he saw the ships in great distress, dancing and tossing on the waves.156Still the sky was very blue in the middle, although at the sides it was an angry red as in a great storm.157So he stood shuddering in anxiety, and said:158‘Once a prince, but changed you be Into a flounder in the sea.159Come! for my wife, Ilsebel, Wishes what I dare not tell.’160‘Well, what does she want now?’ asked the flounder.161‘Alas!’ said the fisherman, ‘she wants to be pope.’162‘Go home, then; she is that already,’ said the flounder.163Then he went home, and when he came there he saw, as it were, a large church surrounded by palaces.164He pushed his way through the people.165The interior was lit up with thousands and thousands of candles, and his wife was dressed in cloth of gold and was sitting on a much higher throne, and she wore three great golden crowns.166Round her were numbers of Church dignitaries, and on either side were standing two rows of tapers, the largest of them as tall as a steeple, and the smallest as tiny as a Christmas-tree candle.167All the emperors and kings were on their knees before her, and were kissing her foot.168‘Wife,’ said the fisherman looking at her, ‘are you pope now?’169‘Yes,’ said she; ‘I am pope.’170So he stood staring at her, and it was as if he were looking at the bright sun. When he had watched her for some time he said:171‘Ah, wife, let it be enough now that you are pope.’172But she sat as straight as a tree, and did not move or bend the least bit.173He said again:174‘Wife, be content now that you are pope.175You cannot become anything more.’176‘We will think about that,’ said his wife.177With these words they went to bed.178But the woman was not content; her greed would not allow her to sleep, and she kept on thinking and thinking what she could still become.179The fisherman slept well and soundly, for he had done a great deal that day, but his wife could not sleep at all, and turned from one side to another the whole night long, and thought, till she could think no longer, what more she could become.180Then the sun began to rise, and when she saw the red dawn she went to the end of the bed and looked at it, and as she was watching the sun rise, out of the window, she thought, ‘Ha! could I not make the sun and man rise?’181‘Husband,’ said she, poking him in the ribs with her elbows, ‘wake up.182Go down to the flounder; I will be a god.’183The fisherman was still half asleep, yet he was so frightened that he fell out of bed.184He thought he had not heard aright, and opened his eyes wide and said:185‘What did you say, wife?’186‘Husband,’ she said, ‘if I cannot make the sun and man rise when I appear I cannot rest.187I shall never have a quiet moment till I can make the sun and man rise.’188He looked at her in horror, and a shudder ran over him.189‘Go down at once; I will be a god.’190‘Alas! wife,’ said the fisherman, falling on his knees before her, ‘the flounder cannot do that.191Emperor and pope he can make you.checked by a teacher192I implore you, be content and remain pope.’193Then she flew into a passion, her hair hung wildly about her face, she pushed him with her foot and screamed:194‘I am not contented, and I shall not be contented!195Will you go?’196So he hurried on his clothes as fast as possible, and ran away as if he were mad.197But the storm was raging so fiercely that he could scarcely stand.198Houses and trees were being blown down, the mountains were being shaken, and pieces of rock were rolling in the sea.199The sky was as black as ink, it was thundering and lightening, and the sea was tossing in great waves as high as church towers and mountains, and each had a white crest of foam.200So he shouted, not able to hear his own voice:1 2 3← previousThe War of the Wolf and the Foxnext →The Three Musicians↑ back to The Green Fairy BookThis page in Markdown → https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg7277/54/page/2/