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There was once on a time a Fisherman who lived with his wife in a miserable hovel close by the sea and every day he went out fishing. And once as he was sitting with his rod looking at the clear water his line suddenly went down far down below and when he drew it up again he brought out a large Flounder. Then the Flounder said to him "Hark you Fisherman I pray you let me live I am no Flounder really but an enchanted prince. What good will it do you to kill me? I should not be good to eat put me in the water again and let me go." "Come" said the Fisherman "there is no need for so many words about it -- a fish that can talk I should certainly let go anyhow" with that he put him back again into the clear water and the Flounder went to the bottom leaving a long streak of blood behind him. Then the Fisherman got up and went home to his wife in the hovel.
"Husband" said the woman "have you caught nothing to-day?" "No" said the man "I did catch a Flounder who said he was an enchanted prince so I let him go again." "Did you not wish for anything first?" said the woman. "No" said the man; "what should I wish for?" "Ah" said the woman "it is surely hard to have to live always in this dirty hovel; you might have wished for a small cottage for us. Go back and call him. Tell him we want to have a small cottage he will certainly give us that." "Ah" said the man "why should I go there again?" "Why" said the woman "you did catch him and you let him go again; he is sure to do it. Go at once." The man still did not quite like to go but did not like to oppose his wife and went to the sea.
When he got there the sea was all green and yellow and no longer so smooth; so he stood still and said
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will."
Then the Flounder came swimming to him and said "Well what does she want then?" "Ah" said the man "I did catch you and my wife says I really ought to have wished for something. She does not like to live in a wretched hovel any longer. She would like to have a cottage." "Go then" said the Flounder "she has it already."
When the man went home his wife was no longer in the hovel but instead of it there stood a small cottage and she was sitting on a bench before the door. Then she took him by the hand and said to him "Just come inside look now isn't this a great deal better?" So they went in and there was a small porch and a pretty little parlor and bedroom and a kitchen and pantry with the best of furniture and fitted up with the most beautiful things made of tin and brass whatsoever was wanted. And behind the cottage there was a small yard with hens and ducks and a little garden with flowers and fruit. "Look" said the wife "is not that nice!" "Yes" said the husband "and so we must always think it -- now we will live quite contented." "We will think about that" said the wife. With that they ate something and went to bed.
Everything went well for a week or a fortnight and then the woman said "Hark you husband this cottage is far too small for us and the garden and yard are little; the Flounder might just as well have given us a larger house. I should like to live in a great stone castle; go to the Flounder and tell him to give us a castle." "Ah wife" said the man "the cottage is quite good enough; why should we live in a castle?" "What!" said the woman; "just go there the Flounder can always do that." "No wife" said the man "the Flounder has just given us the cottage I do not like to go back so soon it might make him angry." "Go" said the woman "he can do it quite easily and will be glad to do it; just you go to him."
The man's heart grew heavy and he would not go. He said to himself "It is not right" and yet he went. And when he came to the sea the water was quite purple and dark-blue and grey and thick and no longer so green and yellow but it was still quiet. And he stood there and said --
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will."
"Well what does she want then?" said the Flounder. "Alas" said the man half scared "she wants to live in a great stone castle." "Go to it then she is standing before the door" said the Flounder.
Then the man went away intending to go home but when he got there he found a great stone palace and his wife was just standing on the steps going in and she took him by the hand and said "Come in." So he went in with her and in the castle was a great hall paved with marble and many servants who flung wide the doors; And the walls were all bright with beautiful hangings and in the rooms were chairs and tables of pure gold and crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and all the rooms and bed-rooms had carpets and food and wine of the very best were standing on all the tables so that they nearly broke down beneath it. Behind the house too there was a great court-yard with stables for horses and cows and the very best of carriages; there was a magnificent large garden too with the most beautiful flowers and fruit-trees and a park quite half a mile long in which were stags deer and hares and everything that could be desired. "Come" said the woman "isn't that beautiful?" "Yes indeed" said the man "now let it be; and we will live in this beautiful castle and be content." "We will consider about that" said the woman "and sleep upon it;" thereupon they went to bed.
Next morning the wife awoke first and it was just daybreak and from her bed she saw the beautiful country lying before her. Her husband was still stretching himself so she poked him in the side with her elbow and said "Get up husband and just peep out of the window. Look you couldn't we be the King over all that land? Go to the Flounder we will be the King." "Ah wife" said the man "why should we be King? I do not want to be King." "Well" said the wife "if you won't be King I will; go to the Flounder for I will be King." "Ah wife" said the man "why do you want to be King? I do not like to say that to him." "Why not?" said the woman; "go to him this instant; I must be King!" So the man went and was quite unhappy because his wife wished to be King. "It is not right; it is not right" thought he. He did not wish to go but yet he went.
And when he came to the sea it was quite dark-grey and the water heaved up from below and smelt putrid. Then he went and stood by it and said
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will"
"Well what does she want then?" said the Flounder. "Alas" said the man "she wants to be King." "Go to her; she is King already."
So the man went and when he came to the palace the castle had become much larger and had a great tower and magnificent ornaments and the sentinel was standing before the door and there were numbers of soldiers with kettle-drums and trumpets. And when he went inside the house everything was of real marble and gold with velvet covers and great golden tassels. Then the doors of the hall were opened and there was the court in all its splendour and his wife was sitting on a high throne of gold and diamonds with a great crown of gold on her head and a sceptre of pure gold and jewels in her hand and on both sides of her stood her maids-in-waiting in a row each of them always one head shorter than the last.
Then he went and stood before her and said "Ah wife and now you are King." "Yes" said the woman "now I am King." So he stood and looked at her and when he had looked at her thus for some time he said "And now that you are King let all else be now we will wish for nothing more." "Nay husband" said the woman quite anxiously "I find time pass very heavily I can bear it no longer; go to the Flounder -- I am King but I must be Emperor too." "Alas wife why do you wish to be Emperor?" "Husband" said she "go to the Flounder. I will be Emperor." "Alas wife" said the man "he cannot make you Emperor; I may not say that to the fish. There is only one Emperor in the land. An Emperor the Flounder cannot make you! I assure you he cannot."
"What!" said the woman "I am the King and you are nothing but my husband; will you go this moment? go at once! If he can make a King he can make an emperor. I will be Emperor; go instantly." So he was forced to go. As the man went however he was troubled in mind and thought to himself "It will not end well; it will not end well! Emperor is too shameless! The Flounder will at last be tired out."
With that he reached the sea and the sea was quite black and thick and began to boil up from below so that it threw up bubbles and such a sharp wind blew over it that it curdled and the man was afraid. Then he went and stood by it and said
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will."
"Well what does she want then?" said the Flounder. "Alas Flounder" said he "my wife wants to be Emperor." "Go to her" said the Flounder; "she is Emperor already."
So the man went and when he got there the whole palace was made of polished marble with alabaster figures and golden ornaments and soldiers were marching before the door blowing trumpets and beating cymbals and drums; and in the house barons and counts and dukes were going about as servants. Then they opened the doors to him which were of pure gold. And when he entered there sat his wife on a throne which was made of one piece of gold and was quite two miles high; and she wore a great golden crown that was three yards high and set with diamonds and carbuncles and in one hand she had the sceptre and in the other the imperial orb; and on both sides of her stood the yeomen of the guard in two rows each being smaller than the one before him from the biggest giant who was two miles high to the very smallest dwarf just as big as my little finger. And before it stood a number of princes and dukes.
Then the man went and stood among them and said "Wife are you Emperor now?" "Yes" said she "now I am Emperor." Then he stood and looked at her well and when he had looked at her thus for some time he said "Ah wife be content now that you are Emperor." "Husband" said she "why are you standing there? Now I am Emperor but I will be Pope too; go to the Flounder." "Alas wife" said the man "what will you not wish for? You cannot be Pope. There is but one in Christendom. He cannot make you Pope." "Husband" said she "I will be Pope; go immediately I must be Pope this very day." "No wife" said the man "I do not like to say that to him; that would not do it is too much; the Flounder can't make you Pope." "Husband" said she "what nonsense! If he can make an emperor he can make a pope. Go to him directly. I am Emperor and you are nothing but my husband; will you go at once?"
Then he was afraid and went; but he was quite faint and shivered and shook and his knees and legs trembled. And a high wind blew over the land and the clouds flew and towards evening all grew dark and the leaves fell from the trees and the water rose and roared as if it were boiling and splashed upon the shore. And in the distance he saw ships which were firing guns in their sore need pitching and tossing on the waves. And yet in the midst of the sky there was still a small bit of blue though on every side it was as red as in a heavy storm. So full of despair he went and stood in much fear and said
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;"
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will.
"Well what does she want then?" said the Flounder. "Alas" said the man "she wants to be Pope." "Go to her then" said the Flounder; "she is Pope already."
So he went and when he got there he saw what seemed to be a large church surrounded by palaces. He pushed his way through the crowd. Inside however everything was lighted up with thousands and thousands of candles and his wife was clad in gold and she was sitting on a much higher throne and had three great golden crowns on and round about her there was much ecclesiastical splendour; and on both sides of her was a row of candles the largest of which was as tall as the very tallest tower down to the very smallest kitchen candle and all the emperors and kings were on their knees before her kissing her shoe. "Wife" said the man and looked attentively at her "are you now Pope?" "Yes" said she "I am Pope." So he stood and looked at her and it was just as if he was looking at the bright sun. When he had stood looking at her thus for a short time he said "Ah wife if you are Pope do let well alone!" But she looked as stiff as a post and did not move or show any signs of life. Then said he "Wife now that you are Pope be satisfied you cannot become anything greater now." "I will consider about that" said the woman. Thereupon they both went to bed but she was not satisfied and greediness let her have no sleep for she was continually thinking what there was left for her to be.
The man slept well and soundly for he had run about a great deal during the day; but the woman could not fall asleep at all and flung herself from one side to the other the whole night through thinking always what more was left for her to be but unable to call to mind anything else. At length the sun began to rise and when the woman saw the red of dawn she sat up in bed and looked at it. And when through the window she saw the sun thus rising she said "Cannot I too order the sun and moon to rise?" "Husband" she said poking him in the ribs with her elbows "wake up! go to the Flounder for I wish to be even as God is." The man was still half asleep but he was so horrified that he fell out of bed. He thought he must have heard amiss and rubbed his eyes and said "Alas wife what are you saying?" "Husband" said she "if I can't order the sun and moon to rise and have to look on and see the sun and moon rising I can't bear it. I shall not know what it is to have another happy hour unless I can make them rise myself." Then she looked at him so terribly that a shudder ran over him and said "Go at once; I wish to be like unto God." "Alas wife" said the man falling on his knees before her "the Flounder cannot do that; he can make an emperor and a pope; I beseech you go on as you are and be Pope." Then she fell into a rage and her hair flew wildly about her head and she cried "I will not endure this I'll not bear it any longer; wilt thou go?" Then he put on his trousers and ran away like a madman. But outside a great storm was raging and blowing so hard that he could scarcely keep his feet; houses and trees toppled over the mountains trembled rocks rolled into the sea the sky was pitch black and it thundered and lightened and the sea came in with black waves as high as church-towers and mountains and all with crests of white foam at the top. Then he cried but could not hear his own words
"Flounder flounder in the sea
Come I pray thee here to me;
For my wife good Ilsabil
Wills not as I'd have her will."
"Well what does she want then?" said the Flounder. "Alas" said he "she wants to be like unto God." "Go to her and you will find her back again in the dirty hovel." And there they are living still at this very time.