"Aha," she cried mockingly, "you would fetch your dearest, but the
beautiful bird sits no longer singing in the nest. The cat has got
it, and will scratch out your eyes as well. Rapunzel is lost to
you. You will never see her again."
The king's son was beside himself with pain, and in his despair he
leapt down from the tower. He escaped with his life, but the
thorns into which he fell pierced his eyes. Then he wandered quite
blind about the forest, ate nothing but roots and berries, and did
naught but lament and weep over the loss of his dearest wife.