The Nightingale was Indeed a Great Success . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Emperor Felt as if Some One was Sitting on his Chest. He opened his Eyes, and then he Saw it was Death . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Jumper's Arrive at the King's Palace . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Grasshopper Jumped right onto the King's Face . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Spring-Goose Sprang right into the Princess's Lap . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Johannes Lay on his Knees by the Bed and Kissed his Dead Father's Hand . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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They Sat down under a Big Tree to Eat their Breakfast . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The King Led Johannes Out into the Princess's Garden. In Every Tree Hung Three or Four Skeletons of Princes who had Wooed the Princess . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Queen Went down on her Knees and Held up her Crown, Begging, "Take it, oh, take it!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Traveling Companion Flew behind the Princess and Kept on Whipping her with his Rod . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Johannes Untied his Handkerchief and Showed the Princess the Ugly Head of the Troll . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Money-Box was Made in the Shape of a Pig, and Had the Usual Slit in its Back . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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Crash! There he Lay on the Floor, all in Bits and Pieces, while the Money Rolled about . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Galoshes Had the Property of Instantly Transporting Any One who Put Them On, to Whatever Place, or Time he Wished . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Councilor Saw a Large Field before him, with a Few Bushes here and there, and a Broad Stream Flowing through it . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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It was One of the Taverns of those Days. A Number of People, Consisting of Skippers, Citizens, and Learned Personages were Sitting There . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"Bless me!" Said the Councilor, "Have I Been Lying Here in the Street, Dreaming?" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Watchman Sat down again and Began Nodding. He Had Still the Galoshes on his Feet . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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"The Upper Window is Open," Said the Canary. "Fly! Fly Away!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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The Next Moment he Was the Clerk once more, but he Found Himself Sitting on the Table in his Room . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . |
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