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Beautiful girls ,sabo

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A carriage stopped, a kind of open omnibus, drawn by swift horses.

The company mounted and drove away along the Boulevard de

Sebastopol, that is to say, the underground boulevard, over which

the well-known crowded street of that name extended.

The carriage disappeared in the twilight; the Dryad disappeared,

lifted to the cheerful freshness above. Here, and not below in the

vaulted passages, filled with heavy air, the wonder work must be found

which she was to seek in her short lifetime.

It must gleam brighter

than all the gas-flames, stronger than the moon that was just

gliding past.

Yes, certainly, she saw it yonder in the distance, it gleamed

before her, and twinkled and glittered like the evening star in the

sky.

She saw a glittering portal open, that led to a little garden,

where all was brightness and dance music. Colored lamps surrounded

little lakes, in which were water-plants of colored metal, from

whose flowers jets of water spurted up. Beautiful weeping willows,

real products of spring, hung their fresh branches over these lakes

like a fresh, green, transparent, and yet screening veil.

Beautiful weeping willows,

real products of spring, hung their fresh branches over these lakes

like a fresh, green, transparent, and yet screening veil. In the

bushes burnt an open fire, throwing a red twilight over the quiet huts

of branches, into which the sounds of music penetrated- an ear

tickling, intoxicating music, that sent the blood coursing through the

veins.

Beautiful girls in festive attire, with pleasant smiles on their

lips, and the light spirit of youth in their hearts- "Marys," with

roses in their hair, but without carriage and postilion- flitted to

and fro in the wild dance.

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Thursday, 10-Mar-2011 09:21 Email | Share | | Bookmark
the student has no jam!sabo

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But how light the room was! From

the book shot forth a ray of light which grew broad and full, like the

stem of a tree, from which bright rays spread upward and over the

student's head. Each leaf was fresh, and each flower was like a

beautiful female head; some with dark and sparkling eyes, and others

with eyes that were wonderfully blue and clear. The fruit gleamed like

stars, and the room was filled with sounds of beautiful music. The

little goblin had never imagined, much less seen or heard of, any

sight so glorious as this.

The

little goblin had never imagined, much less seen or heard of, any

sight so glorious as this. He stood still on tiptoe, peeping in,

till the light went out in the garret. The student no doubt had

blown out his candle and gone to bed; but the little goblin remained

standing there nevertheless, and listening to the music which still

sounded on, soft and beautiful, a sweet cradle-song for the student,

who had lain down to rest."

"This is a wonderful place," said the goblin; "I never expected

such a thing.



"This is a wonderful place," said the goblin; "I never expected

such a thing. I should like to stay here with the student;" and the

little man thought it over, for he was a sensible little spirit. At

last he sighed, "but the student has no jam!" So he went down stairs

again into the huckster's shop, and it was a good thing he got back

when he did, for the cask had almost worn out the lady's tongue; he

had given a description of all that he contained on one side, and

was just about to turn himself over to the other side to describe what

was there, when the goblin entered and restored the tongue to the

lady.

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all this wonderful melody came from the elfin maypole,sabo

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'I will lend it to you,' said I, 'but not to

keep.'

"'Oh no, we won't keep it!' they all cried; and then they seized

the skewer, which I gave up to them, and danced with it to the spot

where the delicate moss grew, and set it up in the middle of the

green. They wanted a maypole, and the one they now had seemed cut

out on purpose for them. Then they decorated it so beautifully that it

was quite dazzling to look at. Little spiders spun golden threads

around it, and then it was hung with fluttering veils and flags so

delicately white that they glittered like snow in the moonshine.

Little spiders spun golden threads

around it, and then it was hung with fluttering veils and flags so

delicately white that they glittered like snow in the moonshine. After

that they took colors from the butterfly's wing, and sprinkled them

over the white drapery "which gleamed as if covered with flowers and

diamonds, so that I could not recognize my sausage skewer at all. Such

a maypole had never been seen in all the world as this. Then came a

great company of real elves. Nothing could be finer than their

clothes, and they invited me to be present at the feast; but I was

to keep at a certain distance, because I was too large for them.

Nothing could be finer than their

clothes, and they invited me to be present at the feast; but I was

to keep at a certain distance, because I was too large for them.

Then commenced such music that it sounded like a thousand glass bells,

and was so full and strong that I thought it must be the song of the

swans. I fancied also that I heard the voices of the cuckoo and the

black-bird, and it seemed at last as if the whole forest sent forth

glorious melodies- the voices of children, the tinkling of bells,

and the songs of the birds; and all this wonderful melody came from

the elfin maypole.

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Thursday, 10-Mar-2011 09:20 Email | Share | | Bookmark
Whither art thou leading me,sabo

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A whole row of windows

stood open, so that the rude wind could enter at its pleasure, and the

long white curtains waved to and fro in the current of air. In the

centre of one of the rooms stood an open coffin, in which lay the body

of a woman, still in the bloom of youth and very beautiful. Fresh

roses were scattered over her. The delicate folded hands and the noble

face glorified in death by the solemn, earnest look, which spoke of an

entrance into a better world, were alone visible.

Around the coffin

stood the husband and children, a whole troop, the youngest in the

father's arms. They were come to take a last farewell look of their

mother. The husband kissed her hand, which now lay like a withered

leaf, but which a short time before had been diligently employed in

deeds of love for them all. Tears of sorrow rolled down their

cheeks, and fell in heavy drops on the floor, but not a word was

spoken. The silence which reigned here expressed a world of grief.

With silent steps, still sobbing, they left the room.


With silent steps, still sobbing, they left the room. A burning

light remained in the room, and a long, red wick rose far above the

flame, which fluttered in the draught of air. Strange men came in

and placed the lid of the coffin over the dead, and drove the nails

firmly in; while the blows of the hammer resounded through the

house, and echoed in the hearts that were bleeding.

"Whither art thou leading me?" asked the guardian angel. "Here

dwells no fairy whose pearl could be counted amongst the best gifts of

life."

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He is my guest,sabo

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"It is difficult to answer stupid questions," said the woman.

"My sons have plenty of business on hand; they are playing at

shuttlecock with the clouds up yonder in the king's hall," and she

pointed upwards.

"Oh, indeed," said the prince; "but you speak more roughly and

harshly and are not so gentle as the women I am used to."

"Yes, that is because they have nothing else to do; but I am

obliged to be harsh, to keep my boys in order, and I can do it,

although they are so head-strong.

Do you see those four sacks

hanging on the wall? Well, they are just as much afraid of those

sacks, as you used to be of the rat behind the looking-glass. I can

bend the boys together, and put them in the sacks without any

resistance on their parts, I can tell you. There they stay, and dare

not attempt to come out until I allow them to do so. And here comes

one of them."

It was the North Wind who came in, bringing with him a cold,

piercing blast; large hailstones rattled on the floor, and

snowflakes were scattered around in all directions.

He wore a bearskin

dress and cloak. His sealskin cap was drawn over his ears, long

icicles hung from his beard, and one hailstone after another rolled

from the collar of his jacket.

"Don't go too near the fire," said the prince, "or your hands

and face will be frost-bitten."

"Frost-bitten!" said the North Wind, with a loud laugh; "why frost

is my greatest delight. What sort of a little snip are you, and how

did you find your way to the cavern of the Winds?"

"He is my guest," said the old woman, "and if you are not

satisfied with that explanation you can go into the sack.

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