Standing stones · Witches · Oxfordshire
The King Who Became a Stone
The Rollright Stones, near Long Compton, on the Oxfordshire and Warwickshire border
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Long ago, so the people of Long Compton and Little Rollright used to say, a king set out at the head of his army to conquer the whole of England. Nobody remembers his name. He marched up the long hill above Long Compton, and he was only a few steps from the top, where the village would come into sight in the valley below, when the Witch who owned that ground stood in his way.
She looked him up and down and made him a promise.
Seven long strides shalt thou take, and—If Long Compton thou canst see,King of England thou shalt be.
The king laughed. The village lay just over the brow, and seven strides would carry him there with room to spare. He called out boldly:
Stick, stock, stone,As King of England I shall be known!
And off he strode, one, two, three, all the way to seven. But on the seventh stride there was no village below him. A long mound of earth had risen up in front of him and hidden Long Compton from view. It is still there, by the King Stone, to this day. Then the Witch spoke again:
As Long Compton thou canst not seeKing of England thou shalt not be.Rise up, stick, and stand still, stone,For King of England thou shalt be none,Thou and thy men hoar stones shall beAnd I myself an eldern-tree.
And so it happened. The king turned to stone where he stood, beside the mound. His army turned to stone in a ring behind him, and they are the King's Men. A little way off, a handful of his knights had slipped away from the others to whisper and plot against him, and they turned to stone with their heads together. They are the Whispering Knights. The Witch became an elder tree and stayed close by to keep watch over them all.
But the old people said the story isn't finished. One day the spell will break. The stones will turn back into flesh and blood, and the king will wake as an armed warrior and lead his army out to rule over all the land.
