Ink Black Heart research dump. I won't give anything away plotwise, these are just my notes on the references to art and literature in the book, thought I would share.
Epigraph to Chapter 9 - The Sleep of Sigismund by Jean Ingelow
Jean Ingelow (1820-1897) poet and novelist, achieved sudden success with a volume of poems in 1863 but was dismissed by contemporaries as writing "too much and too long".
The poem starts with The Doomed King pursued by a sleuth-hound (a Scottish term for bloodhound, a type of dog used to track men by scent).
But then he wakes to the voice of the Queen, in an embroidered silken bed with his golden shield that served him well in battle hanging close by. The Queen has become used to seeing her husband's sleep disturbed and asks him to confide in her, but he minimises his suffering.
To others, life appears to be good for the King and Queen. Enemies are vanquished and peace proclaimed, 'Hail! hail! hail!' the people cry. Then night falls and the King lies down, and finds himself in Syria, pursued by Saracens.
Again he wakes up in his bed, and this time the Queen insists he must speak to her.
Weird being used in the sense of fate, I think.
So the King confesses; two years ago when his situation was dire, he made a pact with a white witch who appeared to him in the woods.
He agrees, reasoning that waking is man's life and sleep is nothing but a little death, and hands over a plumèd cap as a token. "I will risk the sleep to shine in the waking." The Queen thinks this was a bad bargain.
They sleep, and the King dreams he is dead and lying in state, candles surround him and his cold hands stuff as horn by their cold palms meet. His Queen comes and lays her face on his chest, he thinks she is bereft, but she declared she has come to take her ring from his cold fingers, having never loved him.
This is the worst dream of all, and when the Queen comes to him in the morning and urges him to return to the white-witch to put things right, he agrees. If the witch will not give the night back to him in return for the day, he will offer his kingdom, as he has no heir who would be wronged.
The witch restores night to Sigismund, and sends him away with Malva having taken their crown and given him back his hunting cap. They find a shelter in the woods and Sigismund dreams of a river valley full of happy and mild strangers. He calls to Malva and she appears with a child beside her. Sigismund wakes and knows he has done the right thing, and thanks Malva.
When they wake in the morning their servant arrives to tell them there has been coup and his knights have sworn allegiance to the new king. There is a price on his head and he has to fly. They journey on and find a quiet place to live. Sigismund sells the gems from his cap and buys a homestead lone and low ... a field, a copse, a melon patch and mulberry trees.
He and Malva are happy - they are too busy to be sad - and the heir is born. Then, the witch finds them, and offers a new bargain.
I think "fere" means friend/companion.
Sigismund says NAY, and the white-witch drifts into the gold of the sunset. Sigismund and Malva decide that the white-witch was sent to test them, and did them good.
After a long day harvesting the hay, Sigismund dreams he is being recalled by the people of his lost kingdom. When he wakes, his knights are there, begging him and Malva to return, which is not a pleasant thought as he looks around him and finds he dislikes the idea of someone else bringing in his crop of wheat. But they go.
That's the end. She is quite flowery but I loved this poem.