And she smiled a smile which the sadness in it made more lovely. No forests, no leaves, no birds were visible. They had never seen any place look like it. Stairs beside stairs wound up together, and beautiful beings of all ages climbed along with them. "And besides," she said to herself, "Mossy has the golden key, and so no harm will come to him, I do believe.". Will you tell me what to do? Out of that pot comes something more than the dead fish, you will see.". You are like them all. I am very, very old. She turned and looked him full in the face--stood so for a whole minute, as she thought: it was a whole year--then threw herself headlong into the hole. She stood looking for a long time, for there was fascination in the sight; and the longer she looked the more an indescribable vague intelligence went on rousing itself in her mind. (The written version of this review was first published February 11, 2017. He drew nearer to the rainbow. 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. ", "No," said the Old Man, "it is only more life.--Your feet will make no holes in the water now. There he fell fast asleep. The scratchboard drawings are rich with detail and have a lovely warmth and promise to them even though they are in black and white. He rose and looked at himself in the water, and there was not a grey hair on his head or a wrinkle on his skin. She said, "I can bear it no longer." Thereupon the fishes got together in the middle of the tank, with their heads forming a circle above the water, and their tails a larger circle beneath it. All the fatigue and aching of her long journey had vanished. They soon spied the shadows of flowers mingled with those of the leaves, and now and then the shadow of a bird with open beak, and throat distended with song. "Do not send me out into the great heat again," prayed Tangle. ", "Yes. It grew hotter and hotter. They climbed out of the earth; and, still climbing, rose above it. There was a boy who used to sit in the twilight and listen to his great-aunt's stories. I don't know the young man," she said to the lady. It is not and easy story by any means and has many elements I appreciate only because of my experience with non-linear film. "I see a strong kingly man of middle age," returned Mossy. All at once Tangle found that she had not a hold of Mossy's hand, though when she lost it she could not tell. You don't know that it is three years since you ran away from the bears. George MacDonald's "The Golden Key" is really only a short story (or maybe a short novelette), but is packed with wonder and awe. He started back a step in dismay. The sun had set. "But now," she went on, "I must get you washed and dressed, and then we shall have some supper.". The Golden Key: George MacDonald (9780802818591): Free Delivery when you spend £10 at Eden.co.uk When she awoke, she saw an old man with long white hair down to his shoulders, leaning upon a stick covered with green buds, and so bending over her. When the thought of the golden key returned, the boy very wisely proceeded to mark out in his mind the space covered by the foundation of the rainbow, in order that he might know where to search, should the rainbow disappear. As evening drew on, the shadows fell deeper and rose higher. --"But we must rest here for a little, and then we shall be able to cross the plain before night.". All was safe and pleasant though so dark and damp and deep. Tangle heard the flapping of its wings die away in the distance. Suddenly they came upon a rude doorway, by which they entered a narrow gallery cut in the rock. thank you, dear fish--aëranth, I mean," returned Tangle, rising. It does feature the same Grandmother/Lady seen in ‘The Princess and the Goblin,’ with her magical baths. Where should he go to look for it? I know "The Golden Key" is supposed to be McDonald's best (or nearly his best) "children's" book, but I just don't know. The lady spoke some words Tangle could not understand, and threw her into the tank. A Double Story. His face was ruddy with health, and in his hand he carried a little jewel, which sparkled in the firelight. Just finished it again and am starting to read it to the twins. "You have tasted of death now," said the Old Man. It turned in the lock to the sounds of Aeolian music. Leaning on his staff, he conducted her along the shore to a steep rock, that looked like a petrified ship turned upside down. The moment he was thus full-grown, he began to glide away, undulating like a sea-wave. "Oh! They loved it, just as I did, which makes me very happy. In true MacDonald fashion, not everything lines up to a specific allegorical meaning but rather guides the reader into contemplation and quiet awareness of spiritual realities in general, and in particular the trials that cleanse and mature us along our way. Tangle at length, although filled with awe, ventured to ask. I can only tell you that if you look for it you will find it. ", They returned to the outer cave, and sat and talked together for a long time. In the centre stood seven columns, ranged from red to violet. He crossed the sea, and came to a great precipice of rock, up which he could discover but one path. He fought the wind, and climbed the waves, and went on towards the rainbow. The Golden Key by MacDonald, George Illustrated by Maurice Sendak Seller Boomer's Books Published 1967 Condition Very Good+ with no dust jacket Edition First Edition Item Price $ 40.00. This set her laughing and she forgot the ape and the grinning heads. The fishes came crowding about her. At the bottom, the old man had his house, and there he lived. It ended and I thought..."is that really it? I feel like much of the allegory was going over my head. Account & Lists Account Returns & Orders. The old man opened the slide again, and tapped on the glass, whereupon the fishes were all as still as sleep. "Ah! Her face was beautiful, like her grandmother's, and as still and peaceful as that of the Old Man of the Fire. So they pinch the maids black and blue and play them all manner of uncomfortable tricks. Tangle went up. she sobbed. But I must show you the way to the Old Man of the Earth.". They were holding a council, in which their relative wisdom should be determined. I dream about it, but I know nothing. she returned. 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. Day after day he held on, and he thought he had no guide. 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. It was based chiefly upon a bed of moss. $23.68. About the middle of the plain they sat down to rest in the heart of a heap of shadows. ", 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.". "Yes, I am. There's a quality to it ... almost like L'Engle. Yet here she was in the simplest, poorest little cottage, where she was evidently at home. She threw herself down and wept in despair. Even the blinking moles would fetch them an earth-nut or a truffle now and then, talking as if their mouths, as well as their eyes and ears, were full of cotton wool, or their own velvety fur. He turned away from it, and the same moment saw a brilliant little thing lying on the moss within a foot of his face. "You know where the rainbow stands?" So the next moment she heard the voices of the three bears upon the stair, big voice, middle voice, and little voice, and she heard their soft, heavy tread, as if they had stockings over their boots, coming nearer and nearer to the door of her room, till she could bear it no longer. They journey through Fairyland in search of the lock worked by a mysterious golden key they have found. Mossy held out his hand. She was standing at the foot of a tree in the twilight, listening to a quarrel between a mole and a squirrel, in which the mole told the squirrel that the tail was the best of him, and the squirrel called the mole Spade-fists, when, the darkness having deepened around her, she became aware of something shining in her face, and looking round, saw that the door of the cottage was open, and the red light of the fire flowing from it like a river through the darkness. (After having an Oscar in a tank for some years, I used to dream about fish ‘swimming’ around my room, through the air.). Everything she had seen, or learned from books; all that her grandmother had said or sung to her; all the talk of the beasts, birds, and fishes; all that had happened to her on her journey with Mossy, and since then in the heart of the earth with the Old man and the Older man--all was plain: she understood it all, and saw that everything meant the same thing, though she could not have put it into words again. She plunged her face into it and drank. Picked it up because of Maurice Sendak illustrations, beautiful. He looked much older than the Old Man of the Sea, and his feet were very weary. It was as white as snow, and as delicate as cream. The heat was terrible. There was a roof over it like the roof of the cottage. What is there inside? Presently a great noise arose in the sea. finally read this to my kids. She told him that if he could reach the place where the end of the rainbow stands he would find there a golden key. I am able to help you, I know. A cool wind blew over the wide plain of the quiet ocean. Plus, air-fish! Sometimes they seemed lovers that passed linked arm in arm, sometimes father and son, sometimes brothers in loving contest, sometimes sisters entwined in gracefullest community of complex form. He is much older than I am. It does feature the same Grandmother/Lady seen in ‘The Princess and the Goblin,’ with her magical baths. She spoke to it some strange words, carried it to the door, and threw it out into the darkness. Nor could any change of place restore the vision to the boy's eyes. Preview of The Golden Key Summary: 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. The fire will not burn you. W. H. Auden's afterword touches upon why this is such a good Christian literature. They told each other all their adventures, and were as happy as man and woman could be. It was the golden key. "It is better than life. Nor did this lead him farther than half-way up the rock, where it ended on a platform. "How old are you. They were in the rainbow. ", "We will go and see, my dear," answered the old man, speaking yet more kindly than before. She heard a murmuring all about her, which became more and more articulate, and at length, as she went on eating, grew intelligible. I can help everybody.". Tangle followed the serpent. A little stream spouted from a rent in the rock and fell into a basin of moss. Enticing story of an allegorical journey of refinement. "The golden key!" "I want to find the country whence the shadows fall," said Mossy. Last Updated on July 29, 2019, by eNotes Editorial. A boy and girl set out to find the golden key, which unlocks the door to the land of falling shadows. She went down the winding-stair, till she began to fear there was no end to it. If she had looked round, however, she would have seen that she was followed by a very different creature from a bear. He could now see a great deal more of it. So he contented himself with standing as near it as he might, and watching the forms that ascended the glorious colours towards the unknown height of the arch, which did not end abruptly but faded away in the blue air, so gradually that he could not say where it ceased. After about an hour, as she thought, she heard his voice calling her, and rose out of the bath. Read more. She understood all that they said, though she could not repeat a word of it; and every kind had a different language, while there was a common though more limited understanding between all the inhabitants of the forest. The next moment she descried, in a comer of the cave, a little naked child, sitting on the moss. But she could not help thinking how very sad it was for a poor old man to live there all alone, and have to take care of a whole seaful of stupid and riotous fishes. It is very idle to grow old.--but I cannot have my little girl so untidy. My Profile. "I know you," said Tangle. Fairy tales are some of the oldest forms of literature. he said. For there she hoped to find Mossy again. And they wanted more than ever to reach the country whence the shadows fall. Are not you the Old Man of the Sea? a beautiful, wondrous tale that will be just as potent until the end of time. They journey through Fairyland in search of the lock worked by a mysterious golden key … said the Old Man, as if he really meant to ask the question; and Mossy, who was still lying in the bath, watched his feet for a moment before he replied. 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. The forest lay to the east, and the sun, which was setting behind the cottage, looked straight into the dark wood with his level red eye. One of the truly great aspects to having kids is the surprising return to childhood authors long forgotten. She then fled to the forest as fast as she could run. "What can I do for you?". For seven years she had stood there watching the naked child with his coloured balls, and it seemed to her like seven hours, when all at once the shape the balls took, she knew not why, reminded her of the Valley of Shadows, and she spoke:--. It was filled with beautiful clear water, in which swam a multitude of such fishes as the one that had led her to the cottage. ", "You must go with him, Tangle. It fitted. I should not mind eating one every day. For the heart of the child was too deep for any smile to reach from it to his face. Film. "The Golden Key", like all of MacDonald's works, is for adults, even though very little of it would be unsuitable for children; like Lewis' and Tolkien's works, it is based solidly on a firm moral core which continues to resonate with me long after I have finished reading it. And still Mossy journeyed eastward. Downloads: 4,473. You will be a happy boy if you find the nest. It led her gently along till all at once it swam in at a cottage door. When she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful little creature with wings standing beside her, waiting. That is your work. 1. I'm going to listen again. he repeated, kindly. He sat on, heedless of her presence, pale with the joy of his vision. There is no other way.". Then he jumped to his feet, remembering that the pretty thing was of no use to him yet. She has got to be one of my favorite characters in fiction, and even a brief appearance is wonderful. But meantime, one thing is certain.--what is that key for, do you think? The author and illustrator's notes at the end were interesting and informative. She sat down with her on her lap, and there the girl sat staring at her. Elements of paganism and Christianity evidenced in my interpretation, as Earth, Water and Fire personified in characters the children sought after. He led her to a hole in the wall, which she had not observed before. Immediately within the door was a stair in the rock, down which the old man went, and Tangle followed. They ought to have known that it was not her fault, but they have little principle and much mischief in them, and they thought that if they got rid of her the maids would be sure to be turned away. Tangle had said. "And what is the key for?" Three exciting rediscoveries for me have been Ruth Krauss, Randall Jarrell and of course the chimerical George Macdonald. The girl looked at the lady, and the lady looked at the girl. And the lady sat down with her again, and combed her hair, and brushed it, and then left it to dry while she got the supper. But you must go in the morning. MacDonald 296-7).1 True symbols are not diminished through repeated use. At length, all trembling, she spoke. ", "What kind of box will it open? Mossy followed. And Tangle cast a glance at him, and thought she should like to go with him. The air-fish swam straight to the pot and into the boiling water, where it lay quiet. "I hear," answered Tangle, "the sound of a great water running inside the rock. Yet she went on. Thus, the five elements of paganism and magic surface: Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Spirit (thank you Dan Brown for revealing that to me in one of your extraordinary works). The door by which Mossy entered had closed again, and there was half a mile of rock between them and the sea. Then it darted out of the door at once. The rainbow grew larger and brighter; and at length he found himself within two trees of it. For the rainbow of Fairyland is not dependent upon the sun, as ours is. George MacDonald. It has great depths to it, and is surely worthy of many rereadings, and much time to think about. And the beautiful lady was in every one of her dreams. ", "Get up and look at yourself in the water.". Now, although she did not know it, this was the very best way she could have gone; for nothing is ever so mischievous in its own place as it is out of it; and, besides, these mischievous creatures were only the children of Fairyland, as it were, and there are many other beings there as well; and if a wanderer gets in among them, the good ones will always help him more than the evil ones will be able to hurt him. Two or three of them got under her head and kept it up. Then she rose and looked again. "Are you the oldest man of all?" Let us know what’s wrong with this preview of, Published The Golden Key by MacDonald, George Book The Fast Free Shipping. The adventurous wanderings of a boy and girl to find the keyhole which fits the rainbow's golden key. When she had ascended halfway, the stair ceased, and the path led straight into the mountain. He had no smile, but the love in his large grey eyes was deep as the centre. It was a colour he had never seen before. "And what did he do with it, can you tell me? I understood what many of the allusions were in this story, but can someone tell me what the hell this book is all about? For after being in that bath, people's eyes always give out a light they can see by. Re-read (don't know how many times I've read this, but it's been some years since my last experience). This is the first of McDonald's "children's" books that I've read and I found myself wincing at parts (I won't go into detail right now about which ones) that I thought were too stilted, underdeveloped or just weird. the boy would ask. At length one of them flew up into the lady's hand, looking lively and ready. He is much older than I am.". In the end, the boy defeats wind as he crosses the sea on foot, a mirror of Jesus walking. “Is it good?”, Great Children's Books Written Prior to the 1950s, 56 of the Most Anticipated Young Adult Books of 2021. Mossy and Tangle took each other's hand and walked away into the depth of the forest. The story unfolds in a mysterious, surreal, dream-like flow. They bordered a little hole in the rock. So she was neglected and left untidy, and was sometimes ill-used besides. It disclosed a great hole that went plumb-down. The waves had surrounded the rock within which lay the Old Man's house. 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