Original translation A Tale in Seven Stories First Story Which Has to Do with a Mirror and its Fragments Now then! We will begin. When the story is done you shall know a great deal more than you do know. He was a terribly bad hobgoblin, a goblin of the very wickedest sort and, in […]
Original translation Poor john was greatly troubled, because his father was very ill and could not recover. Except for these two, there was no one in their small room. The lamp on the table had almost burned out, for it was quite late at night. You have been a good son, John,” his dying father […]
Original translation “My poor flowers are quite dead,” said little Ida. “They were so pretty last evening, but now every leaf has withered and drooped. Why do they do that?” she asked the student who sat on the sofa. She was very fond of him because he told such good stories and could cut such amusing […]
Original translation Once upon a time there was an old poet-one of those good, honest old poets. One evening, as he was sitting quietly in his home, a terrible storm broke out-the rain poured down in torrents-but the old poet sat warm and cozy in his study, for a fire blazed brightly in his stove […]
Original translation “It’s a dreadful story!” said a hen, and she said it in a part of town, too, where it had not taken place. “It’s a dreadful story to happen in a henhouse. I’m afraid to sleep alone tonight; it’s a good thing there are many of us on the perch!” And then she […]
Original translation There was once a little girl, very nice and very pretty, but so poor that she had to go barefooted all summer. And in winter she had to wear thick wooden shoes that chafed her ankles until they were red, oh, as red as could be. In the middle of the village lived […]
Original translation Out in the woods stood such a pretty little fir tree. It grew in a good place, where it had plenty of sun and plenty of fresh air. Around it stood many tall comrades, both fir trees and pines. The little fir tree was in a headlong hurry to grow up. It didn’t […]
Original translation There once was a woman who wanted so very much to have a tiny little child, but she did not know where to find one. So she went to an old witch, and she said: “I have set my heart upon having a tiny little child. Please could you tell me where I […]
Original translation Once there was a poor Prince. He had a kingdom; it was very tiny. Still it was large enough to marry upon, and on marriage his heart was set. Now it was certainly rather bold of him to say, “Will you have me?” to the Emperor’s own daughter. But he did, for his […]
Original translation Far out in the ocean the water is as blue as the petals of the loveliest cornflower, and as clear as the purest glass. But it is very deep too. It goes down deeper than any anchor rope will go, and many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of […]
