둘락의 안델센동화Stories from Hans Andersen, Edmund Dulac.
CONTENTS
THE SNOW QUEEN
THE NIGHTINGALE
THE REAL PRINCESS
THE GARDEN OF PARADISE
THE MERMAID
THE EMPEROR'S NEW CLOTHES
THE WIND'S TALE
ILLUSTRATIONS
THE SNOW QUEEN
One day he was in a high state of delight
because he had invented a mirror
Many a winter's night she flies through the
streets
Then an old, old woman came out of the house
She has read all the newspapers in the world,
and forgotten them again, so clever is she
'It is gold, it is gold!' they cried
Kissed her on the mouth, while big shining
tears trickled down its face
The Snow Queen sat in the very middle of it
when she sat at home
THE NIGHTINGALE
Even the poor fisherman ... lay still to listen to
it
'Is it possible?' said the gentleman- in- waiting.
'I should never have thought it was like that'
Took some water into their mouths to try and
make the same gurgling, ... thinking so to
equal the nightingale
The music- master wrote five- and- twenty
volumes about the artificial bird
Even Death himself listened to the song
THE REAL PRINCESS
'I have hardly closed my eyes the whole night!
Heaven knows what was in the bed. I seemed
to be lying upon some hard thing, and my
whole body is black and blue this morning. It is
terrible!' (Frontispiece)
THE GARDEN OF PARADISE
His grandmother had told him ... that every
flower in the Garden of Paradise was a
delicious cake
The Eastwind flew more swiftly still
The Fairy of the Garden now advanced to meet
them
The Fairy dropped her shimmering garment,
drew back the branches, and a moment after
was hidden within their depths
THE MERMAID
The Merman King had been for many years a
widower
He must have died if the little mermaid had not
come to the rescue
At the mere sight of the bright liquid
The prince asked who she was and how she
came there
Dashed overboard and fell, her body dissolving
into foam
THE EMPEROR'S NEW CLOTHES
The poor old minister stared as hard as he
could, but he could not see anything
Then the Emperor walked along in the
procession under the gorgeous canopy, and
everybody in the streets and at the windows
exclaimed, 'How beautiful the Emperor's new
clothes are!'
THE WIND'S TALE
She played upon the ringing lute, and sang to
its tones
She was always picking flowers and herbs
He lifted it with a trembling hand and shouted
with a trembling voice: 'Gold! gold!'
Waldemar Daa hid it in his bosom, took his
staff in his hand, and, with his three daughters,
the once wealthy gentleman walked out of
Borreby Hall for the last time