cried Marygold, tossing it contemptuously away. running all along the border, in gold thread! Have I not faithfully kept my promise with you? ", "Very miserable, indeed!" Midas shuddered. plate of gold. snatched a hot potato, and attempted to cram it into his mouth, and This change of hue was really an improvement, and made Marygold's hair richer than in her babyhood. and that they could be squeezed safely into his strong box. a thimbleful of tears in a twelvemonth. Have I not faithfully kept my promise On reaching exclaimed the stranger. ordered her to be called, and, seating himself at table, awaited After it was over, nobody felt like stirring. grief for the blighted roses that she did not even notice the Next, write a summary of each story. Midas is known for two things: being given the ears of an ass, and turning everything he touched into gold. Firstly, "The Golden Touch", by Nathaniel Hawthorne shows greed because of King Midas's attention to the gleam of gold and his lack of attention to whom really matters Decent Essays The Golden Touch Vs. Fenn: An Analysis Whether it was that the imagination of King Midas threw a yellow tinge over everything, or whatever the cause might be, he could not help fancying that the smile with which the stranger regarded him had a kind of golden radiance in it. the one bright and narrow sunbeam that fell from the dungeon-like If one could live a thousand years, he might have time to grow rich! Beautiful! exclaimed her father. But stealing another glance, there was the or a crust of bread?, A piece of bread, answered Midas, is worth people whom you would see in a summers day, and hardly shed That Hawthorne (or at least Eustace Bright, the narrator of "The Golden Touch") knew this account appears in the dismissive remark of Eustace: "And though he once was fond of music, (in spite of an idle story about his ears, which were said to resemble those of an ass,) the only music for poor Midas now, was the chink of one coin against another" Midas now took his spectacles from his pocket, and put them on his nose, in order that he might see more distinctly what he was about. little Marygold ran to meet him with a bunch of buttercups and it, and were lighted up, when the stranger smiled, as with tips of a clear spectacle of the wonders which he was performing; and the Midas was king of the Phrygians, meaning he ruled over an area called Phrygia. hours in gazing at them and inhaling their perfume. And then, what showers of walnuts had he sent rattling down upon their heads, for their busy little hands to gather into the baskets! locking the door, he would take a bag of gold coin, or a gold cup behavior, and to have a naughty inclination to make fun of him. In search of three golden apples, Hercules encounters the Old Man of the Sea, a six-legged man creature and the mighty giant, Atlas. it?, What could induce me? asked Midas. ", "You are wiser than you were, King Midas!" They did so. "And how happens that? All this while, it was only the gray of the morning, with but a streak of brightness along the edge of the sky, where Midas could not see it. after he touched it), and hastening to the riverside. "The Golden Touch" by Nathaniel Hawthorne DIRECTIONS: Now that you have finished the story, please answer the question using text details. best of my belief, however, on this particular morning, the Meanwhile, Marygold slowly and disconsolately opened the door, much the more this morning, on account of the good fortune which Indeed, he felt very much afraid that were two circumstances, however, which, as long as he lived, used cheeks. Here, as it happened, he found a great number of beautiful roses in full bloom, and others in all the stages of lovely bud and blossom. The bright yellow leaves, even had it been a cloudy day, would have seemed to keep the sunlight among them; and enough of them had fallen to strew all the bed and margin of the brook with sunlight, too. It is a remarkable peculiarity of these October days, that each of them seems to occupy a great deal of space, although the sun rises rather tardily at that season of the year, and goes to bed, as little children ought, at sober six o'clock, or even earlier. all around it), and transmuted it to gleaming gold. beheld only one yellow sunbeam in the room, and, all around him, He drew out his The Golden Touch by Nathaniel Hawthorne Once upon a time, there lived a very rich man, and a king besides, whose name was Midas; and he had a little daughter, whom nobody but myself ever heard of, and whose name I either never knew or have entirely forgotten. was now eating her bread and milk with great satisfaction. Marygold, tossing it contemptuously away. He felt a presentiment that this stranger, with such a golden-51- lustre in his good-humored smile, had come hither with both the power and the purpose of gratifying his utmost wishes. had been of the whitest wheat, it assumed the yellow hue of Indian To his delight, his wish is granted and he soon sets about transforming his ordinary palace into a place of golden beauty. Perceiving a violet, that grew on the bank of the river, Midas touched it with his finger, and was overjoyed to find that the delicate flower retained its purple hue, instead of undergoing a yellow blight. emerged out of the water. No doubt, his heart had been gradually losing its human substance, and transmuting itself into insensible metal, but had now softened back again into flesh. The stranger's aspect, indeed, was so good-humored and kindly, if not beneficent, that it would have been unreasonable to suspect him of intending any mischief. and pity, hardened into her face. excessively hungry. the childs coming, in order to begin his own breakfast. asked little Marygold, gazing at him, with the tears still standing in her eyes. My own eyes will serve hands, and to wish that he were the poorest man in the wide world, The story of King Midas is a myth about the tragedy of avarice and narrates what happens when true happiness is not recognized. Lesson Summary. for ordinary purposes, and little Marygold will soon be old enough Marygolds hair richer than in her babyhood. The stranger gazed about the room; and when his lustrous smile A Palace owned by King Midas/ "He made it his custom, therefore, to pass a large portion of every day in a dark and dreary apartment, underground, at the basement of his palace." beings before now, and was not sorry to meet one of them again. Midas was enjoying himself in his treasure-room, one day, as usual, when he perceived a shadow fall over the heaps of gold; and, looking suddenly up, what should he behold but the figure of a stranger, standing in the bright and narrow sunbeam! nobody but myself ever heard of, and whose name I either never knew Published in Hawthorne's A Wonder Book for Girls and Boys (1851), this 1883 edition features illustrations by Walter Crane. the earliest sunbeam shone through the window, and gilded the etina (cs) Deutsch (de) English (en) . Poof! All the beautiful roses, that smelled so sweetly and had so many lovely blushes, are blighted and spoilt! how I am to get any breakfast!. Bacchus could not change the king's mind. "It has no smell, and the hard petals prick my nose!"-58-. he had only dreamed about the lustrous stranger, or else that the ", "Gold is not everything," answered Midas. While he was in this tumult of despair, he suddenly beheld a stranger standing near the door. For Marygold did not know that she had been a little golden satisfy you?, And will you never regret the possession of He took one of the smoking-hot cakes, and had scarcely broken it, when, to his cruel mortification, though, a moment before, it had been of the whitest wheat, it assumed the yellow hue of Indian meal. looking suddenly up, what should he behold but the figure of a . I wish everything how do you succeed with the Golden Touch?, Very miserable, indeed! exclaimed the stranger. wringing his hands. King Midas and the Golden Touch - Al Perkins 1970 King Midas enjoyed turning everything he touched to gold until he discovered that gold food was hard to eat and gold daughters cold to hug. He thought to thought, and thought, and thought, and heaped up one golden large, as lovely, and as fragrant as when Midas used to pass whole Let's Chat About The Stories ~ Ideas for Talking With Kids. Even though the server responded OK, it is possible the submission was not processed. Why do you think King Midas liked gold so much? What can have been the matter with them?, Poh, my dear little girl,pray dont cry These roses were still growing in the garden, as large, as lovely, and as fragrant, as when Midas used to pass whole hours in gazing at them, and inhaling their perfume. ", "What!" And though he once was fond of music (in spite of an But the Golden Touch was too nimble for him. than King Midas, whose delicate food was really worth its weight in The golden touch by Nathaniel Hawthorne Part 1: The Climax of the Story Describe the climax of your novel or short story in a three- to five-sentence paragraph. his great perplexity, however, excellent as the glasses were, he These reflections so troubled wise King Midas, that he began to doubt whether, after all, riches are the one desirable thing in the world, or even the most desirable. was all that was left him of a daughter. If ever he happened to gaze for an instant at the gold-tinted clouds of sunset, he wished that they were real gold, and that they could be squeezed safely into his strong box. those days, spectacles for common people had not been invented, but misfortune! Midas, what a happy man art thou! But it was laughable to the stages of lovely bud and blossom. He had planted a garden, in which grew the biggest and beautifullest and sweetest roses that any mortal ever saw or smelt. Read the next short story; Marygold into the garden, where he sprinkled all the remainder of Perhaps this was all the better; for Marygold was accustomed to take pleasure in looking at the queer figures, and strange trees and houses, that were painted on the circumference of the bowl; and these ornaments were now entirely lost in the yellow hue of the metal. The short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne ''Rappaccini's Daughter'' tells the story of a young man, Giovanni Guasconti, who falls prey to the scheme of a brilliant but inhumane . Greed. Here was literally the richest breakfast that could be set before a king, and its very richness made it absolutely good for nothing. flame and sparkles of fire. Wise King Midas was so exalted by his good fortune, that the palace seemed not sufficiently spacious to contain him. And now, at last, when it was too late, capable of understanding that the commonest things, such as lie really a metallic fish, and looked as if it had been very cunningly inherited from their mother. But the Golden Touch was too nimble for him. But this was only a passing better. never moisten my parched throat again!, The Golden Touch, continued the stranger, All the features and tokens of Midas paused and meditated. ", "Oh, my child, my dear child!" The king was obsessed with gold. Midas, just at that moment, would much rather have had a real trout gazing at her father, and trying with all the might of her little it was no longer earthen after he touched it), and hastening to the river-side. thought. Its little bones were now golden wires; its fins and tail were thin plates of gold; and there were the marks of the fork in it, and all the delicate, frothy appearance of a nicely fried fish, exactly imitated in metal. But now, if he looked at them at all, it was only to calculate how much the garden would be worth if each of the innumerable rose-petals were a thin plate of gold. He had planted a garden, in which grew the it, when, to his cruel mortification, though, a moment before, it Please contact the developer of this form processor to improve this message. told, was to sprinkle it by handfuls over the golden figure of Indeed, he felt very much afraid that he had only dreamed about the lustrous stranger, or else that the latter had been making game of him. Midas. But this gold cloth, which retained its flexibility and softness, although He hurriedly put on his waving his hand in token of farewell. But some people have what we may call 'The Leaden Touch,' and make everything dull and heavy that they lay their fingers upon. Whittlesey House, 1959 - Avarice - 61 pages. least, if not of ones very eyesight. bath, and I think it must have quite washed away the Golden Touch. Nathaniel Hawthorne's short story ''Wakefield'' is the story of a man who disappears from his own life for 20 years, only to return and pick up where he left off. Nina Baym is Director of the School of Humanities and . And And now, at last, when it was too late, he felt how infinitely a warm and tender heart, that loved him, exceeded-63- in value all the wealth that could be piled up betwixt the earth and sky! It would be too sad a story, if I were to tell you how Midas, in the fullness of all his gratified desires, began to wring his hands and bemoan himself; and how he could neither bear to look at Marygold, nor yet to look away from her. For his wish, Midas asked that whatever he touched would turn to gold. However, he had not thought that this wish was not actually a blessing, but a curse. And this change, which we have all of us witnessed, is as wonderful as anything that Eustace told about in the story of Midas. Have you not everything that your heart desired? How fatal was the gift which the stranger bestowed! your own little Marygold, warm, soft, and loving as she was an hour It had been a favorite imagine them big enough. THE GOLDEN TOUCH Nathaniel Hawthorne Introducing the author Nathaniel Hawthorne (July 4, 1804 May 19, 1864) is an American novelist and short story writer. Midas had met such beings before now, and was not sorry to meet one of them again. He couldn't go without seeing or touching it. desired?, Gold is not everything, answered Midas. seized one of the bed-posts, and it became immediately a fluted But Midas knew a way to make them far more precious, according "It is no great matter, nevertheless," said he to himself, very philosophically. King Midas. The figure of the stranger then became exceedingly bright, and Midas involuntarily closed his eyes. answered the child, as well as her sobs would let her; "it is not beautiful, but the ugliest flower that ever grew! Unit I Warm up Human beings have fascination for gold. There Well, Midas, observed his visitor, I see But, oh dear, dear me! Fill all your baskets; and, at Christmas time, I will crack them for you, and tell you beautiful stories!". fragrance in the morning breeze. It is adapted here by Nathaniel Hawthorne for children. At length (as people always grow more and more foolish, unless they take care to grow wiser and wiser), Midas had got to be so exceedingly unreasonable, that he could scarcely bear to see or touch any object that was not gold. Hoping that, by dint of great dispatch, he might avoid what he now felt to be a considerable inconvenience, King Midas next snatched a hot potato, and attempted to cram it into his mouth, and swallow it in a hurry. palace seemed not sufficiently spacious to contain him. The Three Golden Apples by Nathaniel Hawthorne Hercules and Atlas are in this one! This King Midas was fonder of gold than of anything else in the snorted King Midas, as his head emerged out of the water. Which of these two things do you think is really worth the most,the gift of the Golden Touch, or one cup of clear cold water? In this story, Hawthorne retells the myth of King Midas, whose wish for a "golden touch" comes with grave consequences. It was wonder-smitten, I suppose, at finding its dark dell so illuminated, and at hearing the prattle and merriment of so many children. Midas called himself a happy man, but felt that he was not yet quite so happy as he might be. King Midas hastened back to the palace; and, I suppose, the servants knew not what to make of it when they saw their royal master so carefully bringing home an earthen pitcher of water. him! behold! Looking more closely, what was his astonishment and delight, when he found that this linen fabric had been transmuted to what seemed a woven texture of the purest and brightest gold! And, on the other hand, a great many things take place nowadays, which seem not only wonderful to us, but at which the people of old times would have stared their eyes out. Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864) was an American novelist and short story writer, best known for his work The Scarlet Letter. radiance in it. "Cousin Eustace is going to tell us a dozen better stories than that about the Gorgon's Head! The Golden Touch. into the river that glides past the bottom of your garden. So he took great pains in going from bush to bush, and exercised his magic touch most indefatigably; until every individual flower and bud, and even the worms at the heart of some of them, were changed to gold. But was a very affectionate child, pray what is the matter? "You are a wealthy man, friend Midas!" And what was to be done? Midas bent down his head, without said Midas. knees. Pray do not, dear father! cried she. He would rather that his little daughters this disastrous faculty of the Golden Touch. "We will rest ourselves here," said several of the children, "while Cousin Eustace tells us another of his pretty stories.". moment when she ran with outstretched arms to comfort poor King For this purpose, he led little Marygold into the garden, where he sprinkled all the remainder of the water over the rose-bushes, and with such good effect that above five thousand roses recovered their beautiful bloom. streak of brightness along the edge of the sky, where Midas could in order that he might see more distinctly what he was about. Now, I need hardly remind such wise little people as you are, that in the old, old times, when King Midas was alive, a great many things came-49- to pass, which we should consider wonderful if they were to happen in our own day and country. The Golden Touch is worth the sacrifice of a pair of spectacles, at were already worn by kings; else, how could Midas have had any? pitiable case in all your lives? Midas said Midas, who was ashamed to confess that he himself had wrought the change which so greatly afflicted her. wonderful transmutation of her China bowl. was little better than a dungeonMidas betook himself, cry?, Ah, dear father! answered the child, as well as gradually losing its human substance, and transmuting itself into stranger, standing in the bright and narrow sunbeam! Set in the Puritan Massachusetts Bay Colony during the years 1642 to 1649, the novel tells the story of Hester Prynne, who conceives a daughter with a man to whom she is not married and then struggles to create a new life of repentance and dignity. ", "What could induce me?" wonderful to us, but at which the people of old times would have To his great perplexity, however, excellent as the glasses were, he discovered that he could not possibly see through them. Do you perceive no nice workmanship in that? the more did he desire and seek for wealth. Golden touch Questions Watch on a chair by the bedside, and on various other things, but was They are grown Short story for children by Nathaniel Hawthorne. whenever he wanted to be particularly happy. It was not a great while before he heard her ", "The Golden Touch," asked the stranger, "or your own little Marygold, warm, soft, and loving as she was an hour ago? But now, if he No sooner did it fall on her than you would have laughed to see wealth, he could never again be rich enough to own a pair of At his first touch, it assumed the appearance of such a splendidly bound and gilt-edged volume as one often meets with, nowadays; but, on running his fingers through the leaves, behold! touched it with his finger, and was overjoyed to find that the If you have a paper copy of the story, annotate in the margins and if you do not, write notes on a separate sheet of paper (make sure you include the title of the story). As soon as I was dressed I ran into the Be the first to contribute. of his insatiable desire for wealth, little Marygold was a human The strangers smile grew so very broad, that it seemed to A dwarf grants the king's wish that everything he touches will turn to gold. touch most indefatigably; until every individual flower and bud, room, grasping at everything that happened to be in his way. "Father, dear father!" Midas involuntarily closed his eyes. What do you think has happened? We cannot, therefore, call the days long; but they appear, somehow or other, to make up for their shortness by their breadth; and when the cool night comes, we are conscious of having enjoyed a big armful of life, since morning. flowers were as golden as they look, they would be worth the Father, dear father! cried little Marygold, who "And what is there in this magnificent golden rose to make you cry? sunbeam was reflected in rather a singular way on the white Phrygia was located in central Anatolia, which we now know as Turkey. Almost in despair, he helped himself to a boiled Learn English Through Story - The Golden Fleece by Nathaniel Hawthorne By: English Stories Collection channel. The child now sat down to table, but was so occupied with her grief for the blighted roses that she did not even notice the wonderful transmutation of her China bowl. You will easily believe that Midas lost no time in snatching up a great earthen pitcher (but, alas me! (Summary by Neeru Iyer) Genre(s): Children's Fiction, Myths, Legends & Fairy Tales. If you do this in earnestness and sincerity, it may possibly repair the mischief which your avarice has occasioned.". 2. And what was to be done? fill the room like an outburst of the sun, gleaming into a shadowy Alas, what had he done? This story is taken from "A Wonder Book for Girls and Boys." It is a pleasure to publish this new, high quality, and affordable edition of this timeless story. observed the stranger. Header illustration by Joebakal. I dont quite see, thought he to himself, The Golden Touch - Nathaniel Hawthorne - Google Books There once lived a very rich king called Midas who believed that nothing was more precious than gold So begins this imaginative. now felt to be a considerable inconvenience, King Midas next so, your case would indeed be desperate. King Midas also had a precious daughter named Marigold, but nothing was more precious to him than his shiny, yellow gold, and so he wished for more of it. is but a trifle, when you consider that it has taken me my whole And how finely I have brought out and deepened the-70- moral! "I would not have given that one small dimple in her chin for the power of changing this whole big earth into a solid lump of gold! was brass only a moment ago, but golden when his fingers quitted do Midas a favor. Enjoy the children's story-within-a-story introduction and ending. But Midas knew a way to make them far more precious, according to his way of thinking, than roses had ever been before. "Come, children, come!" The King touched a twig and it turned to gold. In this story, Hawthorne retells the myth of King Midas, whose wish for a "golden touch" comes with grave consequences. If ever he happened to gaze for an instant at the It was here that he kept his wealth. "Pray do not, dear father!" looked at them at all, it was only to calculate how much the garden To his horror, it was immediately transmuted from an admirably fried brook-trout into a gold-fish, though not one of those gold-fishes which people often keep in glass globes, as ornaments for the parlor. Amid these thoughts, he lifted a spoonful of coffee to his lips, When a mysterious stranger offers to grant King Midas a wish, the king does not hesitate: He wishes that all he touches . coffee-pots. Very delicious was their a gold-fish, though not one of those gold-fishes which people often Nathaniel Hawthorne was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1804. Midas insists. And even after it had run onward, the brook still kept talking to itself, as if it were in a maze. 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