Young Folks Library: A Book of famous fairy talesAuxiliary Educational League, 1901 |
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... kind prince got out of his bed , and gave it up to Gerda ; more he could scarcely do . She folded her little hands , and thought , " How kind all are to me , people and animals as well , " and then she closed her eyes and fell into a ...
... kind prince got out of his bed , and gave it up to Gerda ; more he could scarcely do . She folded her little hands , and thought , " How kind all are to me , people and animals as well , " and then she closed her eyes and fell into a ...
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... kind of thing is this sea , and how does it look ? " " It would take too long to explain all that , " said the Stork , and he went away . " Rejoice in thy youth , " said the Sunbeams ; " rejoice in thy fresh growth , and in the young ...
... kind of thing is this sea , and how does it look ? " " It would take too long to explain all that , " said the Stork , and he went away . " Rejoice in thy youth , " said the Sunbeams ; " rejoice in thy fresh growth , and in the young ...
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... kind ; and they listened and said : What a number of things you have seen ! How happy you must have been ! " " I ? " replied the Fir Tree ; and it thought about what it had told . " Yes , those were really quite happy times . " But then ...
... kind ; and they listened and said : What a number of things you have seen ! How happy you must have been ! " " I ? " replied the Fir Tree ; and it thought about what it had told . " Yes , those were really quite happy times . " But then ...
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... kind of shillings would pass to take me , and he threw me back at the woman , who got no bread for me . And I felt miserably low to think that I should be the cause of distress to others- I who had been in my young days so proudly ...
... kind of shillings would pass to take me , and he threw me back at the woman , who got no bread for me . And I felt miserably low to think that I should be the cause of distress to others- I who had been in my young days so proudly ...
الصفحة 75
... kind which grows in the countryman's field , and which the chickens get to eat . Put that into a flower - pot , and you shall see what you shall see . " " Thank you , " said the woman ; and she gave the witch twelve shillings , for that ...
... kind which grows in the countryman's field , and which the chickens get to eat . Put that into a flower - pot , and you shall see what you shall see . " " Thank you , " said the woman ; and she gave the witch twelve shillings , for that ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
asked bagpiper bailiff beautiful began bird Black Forest brother BROTHERS GRIMM castle child Cockchafer cold cried crow daughter dear Désiré door Duck Duckling ENCHANTED CANARY eyes fairy Fat Ezekiel father fell Fir Tree flew flowers forest frog gave girl glass Glassmanikin Gluck gnome gold Golden River green Grethel grew hand HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN Hansel happy head heard heart horse husband Karl king laughed legs little Gerda lived looked lovely Momotaro morning mother mountains Mouse never night old woman once palace Peter Peter Munk poor pretty princess quern ratcatcher reindeer replied rose round Schwartz sister Snow Queen soon stood Storks story stream tell thee thing thou thought Thumbelina Tin Soldier told took Treasure Valley turned ugly walked water-babies wife wish wood young Zizi
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الصفحة 376 - Pray Heaven it may !" said Schwartz, shuddering. And the foam globe disappeared. Dawn came at last, and the two brothers looked out of Gluck's little window in the morning. The Treasure Valley was one mass of ruin and desolation. The inundation had swept away trees, crops, and cattle, and left in their stead a waste of red sand, and gray mud.
الصفحة 399 - Very probably," replied the dwarf; "but," and his countenance grew stern as he spoke, "the water which has been refused to the cry of the weary and dying, is unholy, though it had been blessed by every saint in heaven; and the water which is found in the vessel of mercy is holy, though it had been defiled with corpses.
الصفحة 387 - ... above all these, fainter than the morning cloud, but purer and changeless, slept, in the blue sky, the utmost peaks of the eternal snow. The Golden River, which sprang from one of the lower and snowless elevations, was now nearly in shadow; all but the uppermost jets of spray, which rose like slow smoke above the undulating line of the cataract, and floated away in feeble wreaths upon the morning wind. On this object, and on this alone, Hans...
الصفحة 365 - They all descended on the other side of the mountains, and wound away through broad plains and by populous cities. But the clouds were drawn so constantly to the snowy hills, and rested so softly in the circular hollow, that, in time of drought and heat, when all the country round was burnt up, there was still rain in the little valley ; and its crops were so heavy, and its hay so high, and its apples so red, and its grapes so blue, and its wine so rich, and its honey so sweet, that it was a marvel...
الصفحة 383 - Pray, sir," said Gluck rather hesitatingly, " were you my mug ? " On which the little man turned sharp round, walked straight up to Gluck, and drew himself up to his full height. " I," said the little man, "am the King of the Golden River.
الصفحة 372 - said Schwartz, catching up a rolling-pin, and turning to Gluck with a fierce frown. " I don't know, indeed, brother,
الصفحة 400 - River, and its waves were as clear as crystal, and as brilliant as the sun. And, when he cast the three drops of dew into the stream, there opened where they fell a small circular whirlpool, into which the waters descended with a musical noise.
الصفحة 368 - He was about four feet six in height, and wore a conical pointed cap of nearly the same altitude, decorated with a black feather some three feet long. His doublet was prolonged behind into something resembling a violent exaggeration of what is now termed a "swallowtail...
الصفحة 391 - Hans' ear. He stood at the brink of the chasm through which it ran. Its waves were filled with the red glory of the sunset: they shook their crests like tongues of fire, and flashes of bloody light gleamed along their foam. Their sound came mightier and mightier on his senses; his brain grew giddy with the prolonged thunder. Shuddering, he drew the flask from his girdle and hurled it into the center of the torrent.
الصفحة 390 - ... all distant, and his thirst increased every moment. Another hour passed, and he again looked down to the flask at his side; it was half empty, but there was much more than three drops in it. He stopped to open it, and again, as he did so, something moved in the path above him. It was a fair child, stretched nearly lifeless on the rock, its breast heaving with thirst, its eyes closed, and its lips parched and burning. Hans eyed it deliberately, drank, and passed on. And a dark gray cloud came...