Stories and Tales

Stories and Tales

Stories and Tales

Stories and Tales

Synopsis

A true classic of Western literature, Stories and Tales by Hans Christian Andersen, arguably the most notable children's writer of all, has delighted young and old for generations. This unique collection was first translated for George Routledge over 130 years ago. It features more than eighty of Andersen's best loved tales - from 'The Ugly Duckling' to 'The Red Shoes' and the thrilling, if chilling, 'The Snow Queen'. The tales have a gently contemporary feel to them, which belies their age. After all, naked emperors are still displaying their wares the world over! Completely reset, while preserving the original, beautiful illustrations by A.W. Bayes, engraved by the masters of Victorian book illustration, the Brothers Dalziel, this marvellous book will be treasured by young and old alike.

Excerpt

When we were little children, who had only just learnt to read, we owned, like all children, a beautiful, favourite book. It was called Andersen's Fairytales, and every time, once we had read it, we would pick it up again; it was our faithful companion till the end of our boyhood years, our dear childhood, with its treasures and fairies, kings and rich merchants, poor beggar-children and bold fortune-seekers. There, next to the incomparable “Ole Luk-Oie”, was a favourite - the story of the little mermaid, even though it always made me sad. Its beginning was so mysterious and vivid, with the palace and the gardens on the sea-floor. “During a calm the sun could be seen; it appeared like a purple flower, from which all light streamed out.” And how good and pithy and believable was the beginning of the wonderful story of the flying trunk. “There was once a merchant, who was so rich, that he could pave the whole street with gold, and almost have enough left for a little lane. But he did not do that; he knew how to employ his money differently. When he spent a shilling he got back a crown, such a clever merchant was he; and this continued till he died.”

It is not the sentences, however, that have remained in my memory; I have only just looked them up. In my memory there were no sentences and words, only the things themselves, the whole, multi-coloured, magnificent world of old Andersen, and it was so well preserved in my

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