ll happiness, and will you not cut
your throat? You are robbed of every treasure! You are expelled from
life, and do you not go mad? Where are you? where are you, my myrtle?
And what soul more hard than marble has destroyed this beautiful
flower-pot? O cursed chase, that has chased me from all happiness!
Alas! I am done for, I am overthrown, I am ruined, I have ended my
days; it is not possible for me to get through life without my life; I
must stretch my legs, since without my love sleep will be lamentation,
food, poison, pleasure insipid, and life sour."

These and many other exclamations that would move the very stones in
the streets, were uttered by the Prince; and after repeating them again
and again, and wailing bitterly, full of sorrow and woe, never shutting
an eye to sleep, nor opening his mouth to eat, he gave such way to
grief, that his face, which was before of oriental vermilion, became of
gold paint, and the ham of his lips became rusty bacon.

The fairy, who had sprouted up again from the remains that were put in
the pot, seeing the misery and tribulation of her poor lover, and how
he was turned in a second to the colour of a sick Spaniard, of a
venomous lizard, of the sap of a leaf, of a jaundiced person, of a
dried pear, was moved with compassion; and springing out of the pot,
like the light of a candle shooting out of a dark lantern, she stood
before Cola Marchione, and embracing him in her arms she said, "Take
heart, take heart, my Prince! have done now with this lamenting, wipe
your eyes, quiet your anger, smooth your face. Behold me alive and
handsome, in spite of those wicked women, who split my head and so
ill-treated me."

The Prince, seeing this when he least expected it, arose again from
death to life, and the colour returned to his cheeks, warmth to his
blood, breath to his breast. After giving her a thousand caresses and
embraces, he desired to know the whole affair from head to foot; and
when he found that the chamberlain was not to blame, he ordered him to
be called, and giving a great banquet, he, with the full consent of his
father, married the fairy. And he invited all the great people of the
kingdom, but, above all others, he would have present those seven
serpents who had committed the slaughter of that sweet suckling-calf.

And as soon as they had done eating, the Prince asked all the guests,
one after another, what he deserved who had injured that beautiful
maiden--pointing to th