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Updated: June 16, 2025
The old Witch, of course, knew nothing of what was going on, till one day Rapunzel, not thinking of what she was about, turned to the Witch and said: 'How is it, good mother, that you are so much harder to pull up than the young Prince? He is always with me in a moment. 'Oh! you wicked child, cried the Witch. 'What is this I hear?
When she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower, which lay in a forest, and had neither stairs nor door, but quite at the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go in, she placed herself beneath it and cried, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down thy hair to me."
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair," she said suddenly. With an elegant gesture she untied a ribbon so that her tresses fell over her shoulders. She shook her head. "I always feel more comfortable with my hair down." With her large brown eyes, thin, ascetic face, her pale skin, and broad forehead, she might have stepped out of a picture by Burne-Jones.
"I always liked the 'False Bride' and 'Rapunzel," remarked Jessica sentimentally, who had come up beside Grace and Tom. "Of what are you talking?" asked Nora, who had caught Jessica's last word. "We were naming the fairy tales we always liked best." "I always liked the 'Magic Fiddle," said Nora, with a reminiscent chuckle.
"No, you terrible infants," she cried. "I have not the false hair, nor the rouge. And my teeth you want them also, without doubt?" She showed them in a laugh. "I said you were a Princess," said Mabel, "and now I know. You're Rapunzel. Do always wear your hair like that!
You should have asked me, my children." Laughter and something like a "hurrah" answered her from behind the folds of the curtaining tablecloths. "All right, Mademoiselle Rapunzel," cried Mabel; "turn the gas up. It's only part of the entertainment."
'If that is the ladder by which one mounts, I too will try my fortune, said he, and the next day when it began to grow dark, he went to the tower and cried: 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down your hair to me. Immediately the hair fell down and the king's son climbed up.
The enchantress remarked nothing of this, until once Rapunzel said to her, "Tell me, Dame Gothel, how it happens that you are so much heavier for me to draw up than the young King's son he is with me in a moment." "Ah! thou wicked child," cried the enchantress, "what do I hear thee say? I thought I had separated thee from all the world, and yet thou hast deceived me!"
Then he heard a song, which was so charming that he stood still and listened. This was Rapunzel, who in her solitude passed her time in letting her sweet voice resound. The king's son wanted to climb up to her, and looked for the door of the tower, but none was to be found. He rode home, but the singing had so deeply touched his heart, that every day he went out into the forest and listened to it.
The man in his terror consented to everything, and when the woman was brought to bed, the enchantress appeared at once, gave the child the name of Rapunzel, and took it away with her. Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child beneath the sun.
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