Read more. "My grandmother is beautiful.". George MacDonald was a Scottish author, poet, and Christian minister. The Golden Key. ", "You may stop here tonight, and have some of my supper. ", "It is good," said Mossy. This book was very strange and it freaked me out. She plunged her face into it and drank. For she knew there must be an infinite meaning in the change and sequence and individual forms of the figures into which the child arranged the balls, as well as in the varied harmonies of their colours, but what it all meant she could not tell. Then the lady told Tangle it was time to go to bed; and, opening another door in the side of the cottage, showed her a little arbour, cool and green, with a bed of purple heath growing in it, upon which she threw a large wrapper made of the feathered skins of the wise fishes, shining gorgeous in the firelight. $13.78. And on it he saw a sparkle of blue. No forests clothed the mountain-sides, no trees were anywhere to be seen, and yet the shadows of the leaves, branches, and stems of all various trees covered the valley as far as their eyes could reach. I loved the air fish! $23.68. "Go down that stair, and it will bring you to him," said the Old Man of the Sea. The Golden Key may refer to: . There the gloom lay tossing and heaving, a dark stormy, foamless sea of shadows, but no Mossy rose out of it, or came climbing up the hill on which she stood. "How do you know that, if you please, madam?" By. She soon found that it was the fishes talking. "Is it good? Only the spring of the rainbow-arch was visible. I is very symbolic and I feel in this reading I just barely scratched the surface of what MacDonald has to teach hear. It does feature the same Grandmother/Lady seen in ‘The Princess and the Goblin,’ with her magical baths. Donal Grant by George MacDonald Download Read more. Thereupon the aëranth took to his wings, and flew on through the long narrow passage, reminding Tangle very much of the way he had swum on before her when he was a fish. The lady spoke some words Tangle could not understand, and threw her into the tank. Now all that his great-aunt told the boy about the golden key would have been nonsense, had it not been that their little house stood on the borders of Fairyland. He looked much older than the Old Man of the Sea, and his feet were very weary. "What can I do for you?". It was Tangle. ", Full disclosure: The biggest reason I requested a copy of, Bewilderingly creative--almost to the point of being, as one reviewer put it: "stream of consciousness.". After looking at him for a moment, the Old Man took him by the hand and led him into his inner cave. The trees welcomed him. When she came to herself, she found herself gliding down fast and deep. George MacDonald. I read the version of this book that was illustrated by Ruth Sanderson and it was a beautiful reading experience. The pipe of it was of plain gold, as bright as gold could be. In "The Golden Key," MacDonald has created an imaginative world through which two adolescents—Mossy, the hero, and Tangle, the heroine—must undertake a special quest. She did just as Silverhair did, and as the fairies wanted her to do; she darted to the window, pulled it open, got upon the ivy, and so scrambled to the ground. "Some people call me the Old Man of the Sea. He could see nothing of it above the trees. returned Tangle. he asked. He was playing with balls of various colours and sizes, which he disposed in strange figures upon the floor beside him. ", "I will show you the way to his place. She threw herself down and wept in despair. So saying she went to the door of the tank, and spoke; and now Tangle understood her perfectly. "I know you," said Tangle. George MacDonald. As they walked they waded knee-deep in the lovely lake. A classic, allegorical fairy tale from one of the forefathers of modern fantasy literature, The Golden Key--first published as part of George MacDonald's story collection Dealings with the Fairies--is presented in this special edition featuring the author's complete text and lavish illustrations by Maurice Sendak, the Caldecott Medal-winning creator of Where the Wild Things Are. He is much older than I am.". Donal Grant. The lady then showed Mossy into just such another chamber as that of Tangle; and in the morning he found a suit of clothes laid beside him. asked Mossy. But that was their fault, the naughty women! He had not gone far before the sun set. "It is better than life. Tangle, too, lay admiring, and wondering, and longing after the country whence the shadows came. Fast and free shipping free returns cash on delivery available on eligible purchase. As soon as she entered it, Tangle heard a strange noise, unlike anything she had ever heard before. It grew darker and darker, till it was pitch dark, and they had to feel their way. All at once Tangle found that she had not a hold of Mossy's hand, though when she lost it she could not tell. All at once he vanished, and Tangle heard a low, sweet sound, quite different from the rush and crackle of his wings. It has great depths to it, and is surely worthy of many rereadings, and much time to think about. Unlocking Wonder in "The Golden Key" view gallery of Ruth Sanderson's illustrations for "The Golden Key" George MacDonald was a Scottish clergyman living in the Victorian era who stepped down as a minister to communicate his personal vision through the medium of fantastic fiction—novels for adults and children, and shorter fiction in the form of literary fairy tales. My four year old loved it. Where should he go to look for it? You are like the oldest man of all. Yet here she was in the simplest, poorest little cottage, where she was evidently at home. And the beautiful lady was in every one of her dreams. It was a colour he had never seen before. Not even the sound of water reached them. This book has more metaphor and symbolism that Dylan's first four albums. It was covered with the green leaves and white blossoms of a creeping plant. Description: Farrar, Straus & Giroux. But I work all day long--that is my pleasure; and you will have to leave me so soon!". I can help everybody.". And she grew happier and more hopeful than she had been since she lost Mossy. Mossy followed him. Amanda MacDonald is a powerhouse. "I wish I could see that country too," he said. But the lady begged him, with tears in her beautiful eyes, to sit, and let her wait on him. But you must go in the morning. "What is it the key of? But her voice made no sound. It was the light their colours gave that showed the place in which they were. 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