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the same as paying millions and millions of money for some fried
situation, that he again groaned aloud, and very grievously too.
gazing at her father.html">father.html">father, and trying, with all the might of her
a sweet and sorrowful impulse to comfort him, she started from
about his knees. He bent down and kissed her. He felt.html">felt that his
had gained by the golden.html">Golden Touch.
"My precious, precious Marygold!" cried he.
But Marygold made no answer.
VIII.
Alas, what had KingMidas done? How fatal was the gift which the
Marygold's forehead, a change had taken place. Her sweet, rosy
yellow.html">yellow.html">yellow.html">yellow color, with yellow tear-drops congealing on her cheeks.
tender little form grew hard and inflexible within her father's
insatiable desire for wealth.html">wealth, little Marygold was a humanchild
pity, hardened into her face. It was the prettiest and most
Marygold were there; even the beloved little dimple remained in
greater was the father's agony at beholding this golden image,
particularly fond of the child, to say that she was worth her
And, now, at last, when it was too late, he felt how infinitely a
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
hands and bemoan himself; and how he could neither bear to look
were fixed on the image, he could not possibly believe that she
precious little figure, with a yellow tear-drop on its yellow
that very expression must needs soften the gold, and make it
wring his hands, and to wish that he were the poorest man in.
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