author - "Andrew Lang"
hunt for them, that the following pages are totreat. It is a subject more closely connected with the taste forcuriosities than with art, strictly so called. We are to beoccupied, not so much with literature as with books, not so muchwith criticism as with bibliography, the quaint duenna ofliterature, a study apparently dry, but not without its humours.And here an apology must be made for the frequent allusions andanecdotes derived from French writers. These are as unavoidable,almost, as the use
or Child. It is to be hoped that some pupil of his maycomplete the task in his sense, if, indeed, he has left it unfinished.Ballad: Sir Patrick Spens (Border Minstrelsy.) The king sits in Dunfermline town, Drinking the blude-red wine o: "O whare will I get a skeely skipper To sail this new ship of mine o?" O up and spake an eldern-knight, Sat at the king's right knee: "Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever saild the sea." Our king has written a braid letter, And
The Twelve Dancing Princesses -- The Princess Mayblossom -- Soria Moria Castle -- The Death of Koschei the Deathless -- The Black Thief and Knight of the Glen -- The Master Thief -- Brother and Sister -- Princess Rosette -- The Enchanted Pig -- The Norka -- The Wonderful Birch -- Jack and the Beanstalk -- The Little Good Mouse -- Graciosa and Percinet -- The Three Princesses of Whiteland -- The Voice of Death -- The Six Sillies -- Kari Woodengown -- Drakestail -- The Ratcatcher -- The True
gover the fire.'Good evening, mother. I see you have lived long in this world; doyou know anything about the three bulrushes?' 'Yes, indeed, I've lived long and been much about in the world, butI have never seen or heard anything of what you ask. Still, if youwill wait till to-morrow I may be able to tell you something.' Well, he waited till the morning, and quite early the old womanappeared and took out a little pipe and blew in it, and in a momentall the crows in the world were flying about
earfully hungry, and made terrible havoc among the mice.Then the queen of the mice held a council. "These cats will eat every one of us," she said, "if the captain of the ship does not shut the ferocious animals up. Let us send a deputation to him of the bravest among us." Several mice offered themselves for this mission and set out to find the young captain. "Captain," said they, "go away quickly from our island, or we shall perish, every mouse of us."
tions, thoughts, and emotions. But dreams, being familiar, are credible; it is admitted that people do dream; we reach the less credible as we advance to the less familiar. For, if we think for a moment, the alleged events of ghostdom--apparitions of all sorts--are precisely identical with the every-night phenomena of dreaming, except for the avowed element of sleep in dreams.In dreams, time and space are annihilated, and two severed lovers may be made happy. In dreams, amidst a grotesque
ed home his wife and children received him with the greatest joy. But instead of embracing them he began to weep so bitterly that they soon guessed that something terrible was the matter."Tell us, I pray you," said his wife, "what has happened." "Alas!" answered her husband, "I have only a year to live." Then he told them what had passed between him and the genius, and how he had given his word to return at the end of a year to be killed. When they heard
hunt for them, that the following pages are totreat. It is a subject more closely connected with the taste forcuriosities than with art, strictly so called. We are to beoccupied, not so much with literature as with books, not so muchwith criticism as with bibliography, the quaint duenna ofliterature, a study apparently dry, but not without its humours.And here an apology must be made for the frequent allusions andanecdotes derived from French writers. These are as unavoidable,almost, as the use
or Child. It is to be hoped that some pupil of his maycomplete the task in his sense, if, indeed, he has left it unfinished.Ballad: Sir Patrick Spens (Border Minstrelsy.) The king sits in Dunfermline town, Drinking the blude-red wine o: "O whare will I get a skeely skipper To sail this new ship of mine o?" O up and spake an eldern-knight, Sat at the king's right knee: "Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever saild the sea." Our king has written a braid letter, And
The Twelve Dancing Princesses -- The Princess Mayblossom -- Soria Moria Castle -- The Death of Koschei the Deathless -- The Black Thief and Knight of the Glen -- The Master Thief -- Brother and Sister -- Princess Rosette -- The Enchanted Pig -- The Norka -- The Wonderful Birch -- Jack and the Beanstalk -- The Little Good Mouse -- Graciosa and Percinet -- The Three Princesses of Whiteland -- The Voice of Death -- The Six Sillies -- Kari Woodengown -- Drakestail -- The Ratcatcher -- The True
gover the fire.'Good evening, mother. I see you have lived long in this world; doyou know anything about the three bulrushes?' 'Yes, indeed, I've lived long and been much about in the world, butI have never seen or heard anything of what you ask. Still, if youwill wait till to-morrow I may be able to tell you something.' Well, he waited till the morning, and quite early the old womanappeared and took out a little pipe and blew in it, and in a momentall the crows in the world were flying about
earfully hungry, and made terrible havoc among the mice.Then the queen of the mice held a council. "These cats will eat every one of us," she said, "if the captain of the ship does not shut the ferocious animals up. Let us send a deputation to him of the bravest among us." Several mice offered themselves for this mission and set out to find the young captain. "Captain," said they, "go away quickly from our island, or we shall perish, every mouse of us."
tions, thoughts, and emotions. But dreams, being familiar, are credible; it is admitted that people do dream; we reach the less credible as we advance to the less familiar. For, if we think for a moment, the alleged events of ghostdom--apparitions of all sorts--are precisely identical with the every-night phenomena of dreaming, except for the avowed element of sleep in dreams.In dreams, time and space are annihilated, and two severed lovers may be made happy. In dreams, amidst a grotesque
ed home his wife and children received him with the greatest joy. But instead of embracing them he began to weep so bitterly that they soon guessed that something terrible was the matter."Tell us, I pray you," said his wife, "what has happened." "Alas!" answered her husband, "I have only a year to live." Then he told them what had passed between him and the genius, and how he had given his word to return at the end of a year to be killed. When they heard