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Rapunzel grew into the most beautiful child under the sun. When

she was twelve years old, the enchantress shut her into a tower,

which lay in a forest, and had neither stairs nor door, but quite

at the top was a little window. When the enchantress wanted to go

in, she placed herself beneath it and cried:

'Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down your hair to me.'

Rapunzel had magnificent long hair, fine as spun gold, and when

she heard the voice of the enchantress she unfastened her braided

tresses, wound them round one of the hooks of the window above,

and then the hair fell twenty ells down, and the enchantress

climbed up by it.