Andersen’s Fairy Tales

‘Everything!’ said the shadow. ‘For I saw everything, and I know everything!’ ‘How did it look in the furthest saloon?’ asked th ...

time I did not understand my nature; it was revealed to me in the antechamber! I became a man! I came out matured; but you were ...

so afraid of me, and yet they were so excessively fond of me. The professors made a professor of me; the tailors gave me new clo ...

‘It is just as one takes it!’ said the shadow. ‘It will do you much good to travel! Will you be my shadow? You shall have everyt ...

just as the sun was; the shadow always took care to keep itself in the master’s place. Now the learned man didn’t think much abo ...

was troubled with seeing too well; and that was so alarming! She directly observed that the stranger who had just come was quite ...

has wonderful powers. But I shall not leave the place, for it now begins to be amusing here. I am extremely fond of that strange ...

So she began, by degrees, to question him about the most difficult things she could think of, and which she herself could not ha ...

‘What a man that must be who has so wise a shadow!’ thought she. ‘It will be a real blessing to my people and kingdom if I choos ...

am a man, and that thou art a shadow—thou art only dressed up!’ ‘There is no one who will believe it!’ said the shadow. ‘Be reas ...

over the matter, I am of opinion that it will be necessary to do away with him in all stillness!’ ‘It is certainly hard,’ said t ...

THE LITTLE MATCH GIRL Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening— the last evening of the year ...

The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never ...

burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The li ...

maiden stretched out her hands towards them when—the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, sh ...

But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the w ...

THE DREAM OF LITTLE TUK Ah! yes, that was little Tuk: in reality his name was not Tuk, but that was what he called himself befor ...

drag the pail home from the fountain. Be a good boy, Tukey, and run across and help the old woman, won’t you?’ So Tuk ran over q ...

‘Kickery-ki! kluk! kluk! kluk!’—that was an old hen who came creeping along, and she was from Kjoge. ‘I am a Kjoger hen,’* said ...

But little Tuk was no longer lying down: all at once he was on horseback. On he went at full gallop, still galloping on and on. ...