A Child's Book of Stories

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Duffield & Company, 1919 - 463 páginas
Folk tales from England, Norway and India, as well as fairy tales from Grimm, Andersen and Perrault, fables from Aesop, and tales from the Arabian nights.

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Contenido

I
1
II
9
III
13
IV
20
V
41
VI
49
VIII
57
IX
61
XLVII
246
XLVIII
249
XLIX
251
L
253
LI
256
LII
262
LIII
268
LIV
277

X
68
XI
83
XII
94
XIII
99
XIV
103
XV
114
XVI
119
XVII
133
XVIII
143
XIX
166
XX
174
XXI
177
XXII
178
XXIII
179
XXIV
180
XXV
181
XXVI
182
XXVII
184
XXVIII
189
XXIX
191
XXXI
193
XXXII
197
XXXIV
201
XXXV
203
XXXVI
205
XXXVII
210
XXXVIII
212
XXXIX
216
XL
218
XLI
221
XLII
223
XLIII
225
XLIV
230
XLV
232
XLVI
243
LV
282
LVI
289
LVII
291
LVIII
309
LIX
310
LX
315
LXI
316
LXII
317
LXIII
319
LXIV
320
LXV
323
LXVI
326
LXVII
328
LXVIII
330
LXIX
331
LXX
340
LXXII
341
LXXIII
348
LXXIV
363
LXXV
364
LXXVI
374
LXXVII
377
LXXVIII
393
LXXIX
395
LXXX
398
LXXXI
401
LXXXII
413
LXXXIII
423
LXXXV
427
LXXXVI
429
LXXXVII
432
LXXXVIII
438
LXXXIX
440
XC
444
XCI
453

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Página 399 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Página 363 - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
Página 399 - That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the farmer sowing his corn That kept the cock that crowed in the morn That waked the priest all shaven and shorn That married the man all tattered and torn That kissed the maiden all forlorn That milked the cow with the crumpled horn That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Página 203 - First she leapt, and then she ran, Till she came to the farmer, and thus began :
Página 361 - is it not enough that I have done everything for you, but you must command me to bring my master and hang him up in the midst of this dome? You and your wife and your palace deserve to be burnt to ashes, but that this request does not come from you, but from the brother of the African magician, whom you destroyed. He is now in your palace disguised as the holy woman— whom he murdered. He it was who put that wish into your wife's head. Take care of yourself, for he means to kill you.
Página 73 - A plain-looking woman was at the door — he accosted her, begging she would give him a morsel of bread and a night's lodging. She expressed the greatest surprise...
Página 398 - This is the House that Jack built. This is the Malt that lay in the House that Jack built. This is the Rat that ate the Malt that lay in the House that Jack built.
Página 221 - But the ox would not. She went a little farther, and she met a butcher. So she said — " Butcher, butcher, kill ox ! Ox won't drink water ; Water won't quench fire ; Fire won't burn stick ; Stick won't beat dog ; Dog won't bite pig ; Pig won't get over the stile, And I shan't get home to-night.
Página 88 - ... gave way of themselves to let him pass through; he walked up to the castle which he saw at the end of a large avenue which he went into; and what a little surprised him was that he saw none of his people could follow him, because the trees closed again as soon as he had passed through them. However, he did not cease from continuing his way: a young and amorous prince is always valiant. He came into a spacious outward court, where everything he saw might have frozen up the most fearless person...
Página 283 - In the morning each told his story and showed his treasure ; and as they all liked each other very much and were old friends, they agreed to travel together to see the world, and for a while only to make use of the wonderful purse. And thus they spent their time very joyously, till at last they began to be tired of this roving life, and thought they should like to have a home of their own. So the first soldier put his old cloak on, and wished for a fine castle. In a moment it stood before their eyes...

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