For You Know That I Myself Am

The Less There Is Of Eloquence, The More There Is Of Love.

The King's Son, Who Was Told That A Great Princess, Whom Nobody Knew, Was Come, Ran Out To Receive Her. He Gave Her His Hand As She Alighted From The Coach, And Led Her Into The Hall Where The Company Were Assembled.

Once Upon A Time There Was A Widow Who Had Two Daughters. The Elder Was So Much Like Her, Both In Looks And Character, That Whoever Saw The Daughter Saw The Mother.

After A Hundred Years The Son Of The King Then Reigning, Who Was Of Another Family From That Of The Sleeping Princess, Was A-hunting On That Side Of The Country, And He Asked What Those Towers Were Which He Saw In The Middle Of A Great Thick Wood.

Charm Is The True Gift Of The Fairies.