Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales

He did not come to woo her, he said, he had only come to hear the wisdom of the princess

He jumped down from the old man&#8217;s lap and danced around him on the floor

Round and round they went, such whirling and twirling

She put the statue in her garden

She sat the live-long day upon the roof of her palace, expecting him

The bud opened into a full-blown flower, in the middle of which lay a beautiful child

The Swineherd scolded and the rain poured down

The swing moves and the bubbles fly upward with bright ever-changing colours

Then began the nightingale to sing

We will bring him two little ones, a brother and a sister

With the rest of the children of air, soared high above the rosy cloud

Yes! I will go with thee, said Tommelise, and she seated herself on the bird’s back