The Wisdom Of The King

THE High-Queen of the Island of

Woods had died in child-birth, and her

child was put to nurse, with a woman who

lived in a hut of mud and wicker, within

the border of the wood. One night the

woman sat rocking the cradle, and pondering

over the beauty of the child, and praying

that the gods might grant him wisdom

equal to his beauty. There came a knock

at the door, and she got up, not a little

wondering, for the nearest neighbours were

in the dun of the High-King a mile away;

and the night was now late. Who is

knocking? she cried, and a thin voice

answered, ` Open! for I am a crone of the

Loading...

未加载完，尝试【刷新】or【关闭小说模式】or【关闭广告屏蔽】。

尝试更换【Firefox浏览器】or【Chrome谷歌浏览器】打开多多收藏！

移动流量偶尔打不开，可以切换电信、联通、Wifi。

收藏网址：www.dd123.cc

(＞人＜；)