Identifier: heartofoakbooks03nort (find matches)
Title: The heart of oak books
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Norton, Charles Eliot, 1827-1908
Subjects: Nursery rhymes Fairy tales
Publisher: Boston, Mass. : D.C. Heath & Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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on for ever. 48 E UMPEL-STIL TS-KIN. I steal by lawns and grassy plots,I slide by hazel covers; I move the sweet forget-me-notsThat grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam danceAgainst my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and starsIn brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars;I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flowTo join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go,But I go on forever. RUMPEL-STILTS-KIN. IN a certain kingdom once lived a poor miller who hada very beautiful daughter. She was moreover exceed-ingly shrewd and clever; and the miller was so vain andproud of her, that he one day told the king of the landthat his daughter could spin gold out of straw. Nowthis king was very fond of money; and when he heard themillers boast, his avarice was excited, and he orderedthe girl to be brought before him. Then he led her to achamber where there was a great quantity of straw, gave
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SOME WITCH TOLD YOU THAT. THE NEW YORPUBLIC LIBRARY LENOX ANDTIUDEN FOUNDATIONS. c THE HEART OF OAK BOOKS. 49 her a spinning-wheel, and said, All this must be spuninto gold before morning, as you value your life. Itwas in vain that the poor maiden declared that she coulddo no such thing, the chamber was locked and she re-mained alone. She sat down in one corner of the room and began tolament over her hard fate, when on a sudden the dooropened, and a droll-looking little man hobbled in, andsaid, Good morrow to you, my good lass, what are youweeping for? Alas! answered she, I must spinthis straw into gold, and I know not how. What willyou give me, said the little man, to do it for you?My necklace, replied the maiden. He took her at herword, and set himself down to the wheel; round about itwent merrily, and presently the work was done and thegold all spun. When the king came and saw this, he was greatly as-tonished and pleased; but his heart grew still more greedyof gain, and he shut up

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