(9/22/00 7:04:27 pm)
Hello all... I'm trying to recall a story, a fairy tale I once read and I can't remember who wrote it or what it's called. It's about a woman and her daughter living alone in the woods. The woman warns the daughter away from all strangers and each morning she sends the girl out to pick a rose from the tree outside. Every day the rose is white. Then the girl meets a man and the rose the next morning is pink. The mother rages at the girl and the girl ends up sleeping with the man. The next morning she wakes to find that as they slept, a rose tree had come up beneath him and the thorns had pierced his heart. Then the girl has a girl of her own and the cycle repeats. Anyone??
(9/23/00 3:55:04 am)
Not sure what the story is, but if you think it's a Grimms tale, here's a list:
Hope these help- I'll write more later!
(9/25/00 12:12:10 pm)
|Related Tale by Oscar Wilde?|
This isn't the story you are looking for but it is closely related, I am sure. In Oscar Wilde's collection THE PRINCE AND OTHER TALES (1880s), you will find "The Nightingale and the Rose." I have heard this story is based in part on a similar Persian legend; perhaps that is what you are remembering? I have never seen or heard this Persian legend, myself, sorry.
In any case, in the Wilde, a young girl falls in love with a student--I think the son of a professor. There is some communication wherein she promises to dance all night with him (at the ball of a prince? am I making that up?), if he will bring her a red rose, as symbol of his love. As I remember, the student brings her a flower that clashes with her dress, or is the wrong shade of red, and she throws it to the ground. For some reason, I believe out of sheer infatuation with their love, a nightingale intervenes. The nightingale tries to find a red rose--it implores first a white-flowered bush and then a yellow-flowered bush, finally reaching a red-flowered rose bush that says the nightingale can have a red rose if it will sing to the bush all night and--I am grossly paraphrasing here, sorry--thus win the red rose with the stain of its own blood. Essentially the nightingale sings and sings, finally impaling itself out of love-of-love, against this red rose bush. The student and the young girl, on the other hand, do nothing in the name of love, rejecting wrong-colored roses vainly, and speaking of the flowers' latin names. It's an allegory about erotic desire versus language/culture, as I read it. But I am 'reading' it here purely from faulty memory...though certainly, the nightingale is the true lover in the tale.
Maybe this will lead you toward the proper tale you seek. If not, I apologize for the digression.