There once was a fisherman who live

There once was a fisherman who lived with his wife in a
small hut close by the seaside. The fisherman used to go fishing every day. One
day, as he sat in his boat with his rod, looking at the sparkling waves and
watching his line, all of sudden his float was dragged away deep into the
water. He quickly started to reel in his line and managed to pull out a huge
fish. “Wow! This will feed us for days.” Much to his surprise, the fish started
to talk and said, “ Pray, let me live! I am not a real fish; I am an enchanted
prince. Put me in the water again, and let me me go! Have mercy o’ kind
fisherman.” The the astonished fisherman quickly threw him back, exclaiming, “I
don’t want to hurt a talking wish! Go on! Go where you came from.”

When the fisherman went home to his wife, he told her everything that had
happened and how, on hearing it speak, he had let it go again. “Didn’t you ask
it for anything?”said the wife. “No I didn’t, what should I have asked
for?”replied the fisherman.

“I am surprised you don’t realize what you should have asked for. We live very
wretchedly here, in this nasty dirty hut. We are poor and I am so miserable.
You should have asked for a nice cozy cottage. Now go back and ask the fish
that we want a snug little cottage”,said this wife.

The fisherman wasn’t sure about this but the still went to the seashore, sat in
his boat, went to the middle of the sea and said:

“O enchanted beautiful fish!

Hear my plea!

My wife wants not what I want,

And she won’t give up till she has her own will,

So come forth and help me!”

The fish immediately came swimming to him, and sid, “Well, what is her will?
How can I help your wife?” “Ah!” said the fisherman, “she says that when I had
cought you, I ought to have asked you for something before I let you go. She does
not like living in out little hut, and wants a snug little cottage.” “Go home,
then,”said the fish,”She is already in the cottage!”So the fisherman went home,
and saw his wife standing at the door of a nice trim little cottage.”Come in,
come on in! look at the beautiful cottage we have.”Everything went fine for a
while, and then one day fisherman’s wife said, “Husband, there is not enough
room for us in the fisherman, “I don’t want to go to him again. Perhaps he will
be angry. We ought to be happy with what the fish has given us and not be
greedy.” “Nonsense!” said the wife; “The fish will do it very willingly, I
know. Go along and try!” With a heavy heart the fisherman went to the middle of
the sea and said:

“O enchanted beautiful fish!

Hear my plea!

My wife wants not what I want,

And she won’t give up till she has her own will,

So come forth and help me!”

“what would she have now?”said the fish. “Ah!”said the fisherman, “she wants to
be an emperor.” “Go home,”said the fish; “she is an emperor already.”

So he went home and he saw his wife sitting on a very lofty throne made of
solid gold, with a great crown on her head full two yards high. And on each
side of her stood her guards and attendants in a row. The fisherman went up to
her and said, “Wife, are you an emperor?” “Yes”,said she, “I am an emperor.”
“Ah!” said the man, as he gazed upon her, “What a fine thing it is to be an
emperor!” “Husband,” said she, “it is good to be an emperor.”They were happy
for a while.

Then a time came whenshe was not able to sleep all night for she was thinking
what she should ask next. At last, as she was about to fall asleep, morning
broke, and the sun rose. “Ha!’” thought she, as she woke up and looked at it
through the window, “after all I cannot prevent the sun from rising.” At this
thought she was very angry, and wakened her husband, and said, “Husband, go to
the fish and tell him I must be Lord of the sun and the moon.”The fisherman was
half asleep, but the thought frightened him so much that he fell out of the
bed. “Alas, wife!”said he, “cannot you be happy with being such a powerful
emperor?” “No,”said she, “I am very uneasy as long as the sun and the moon rise
without my permission. Go to the fish at once!” “I don’t think this is a good
idea,” said the fisherman but his wife wouldn’t listen to him. “Why don’t you
just go and ask the fish to makeme the Lord of everything,”she said.

Then the man went shivering with fear. As he was going down to the shore a
dreadful storm arose. The trees and the very rocks shook and the sky became
black with stormy clouds. There were great black waves, swelling up like
mountains did not have any choice, so he got onto his boat and rowed to the
middle of the sea and cried out as loud as he could:

“O enchanted beautiful fish!

Hear my plea!

My wife wants not what I want,

And she won’t give up till she has her own will,

So come forth and help me!”

“What does she want now?”said the fish. “I am truly ashamed of my wife’s greed
but I can’t do anything. She wants to be Lord of the sun and the moon. “Go
home,” said the fish, “to your small hut.” And it is said that they live there
to this very day