the Bull went through many lands with the King's daughter on his back, and so one day they came to a great copper-wood, where both the trees, and branches, and leaves, and flowers, and everything, were nothing but copper.
But before they went into the wood, the Bull said to the King's daughter,—
"Now, when we get into this wood, mind you take care not to touch even a leaf of it, else it's all over both with me and you, for here dwells a Troll with three heads who owns this wood."
No, bless her, she'd be sure to take care not to touch anything. Well, she was very careful, and leant this way and that to miss the boughs, and put them gently aside with her hands; but it was such a thick wood, twas scarce possible to get through; and so, with all her pains, somehow or other she tore off a leaf, which she held in her hand.
"AU! AU! what have you done now?" said the Bull; "there's nothing for it now but to fight for life or death; but mind you keep the leaf safe."
Soon after they got to the end of the wood, and a Troll with three heads came running up,—
"Who is this that touches my wood?" said the Troll.
"It's just as much mine as yours" said the Bull.
"Ah!" roared the Troll, "we'll try a fall about that."
"As you choose," said the Bull.
So they rushed at one another, and fought; and the Bull he butted, and gored, and kicked with all his might and main; but the Troll gave him as good as he brought, and it lasted the whole day before the Bull got the mastery; and then he was so full of wounds, and so worn out, he could scarce lift a leg. Then they were forced to
