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In the street, up there, was an old, a very old house - it was almost three hundred years old, for that might be known by reading the great beam on which the date of the year was carved: together with tulips and hop-binds there were whole verses spelled as in former times, and over every window was a distorted face cut out in the beam. The one story stood forward a great way over the other; and directly under the eaves was a leaden spout with a dragon's head; the rain-water should have run out of the mouth, but it ran out of the belly, for there was a hole in the spout.

The largest green leaf in this country is certainly the burdock-leaf. If you hold it in front of you, it is large enough for an apron; and if you hold it over your head, it is almost as good as an umbrella, it is so wonderfully large. A burdock never grows alone; where it grows, there are many more, and it is a splendid sight; and all this splendor is good for snails. The great white snails, which grand people in olden times used to have made into fricassees; and when they had eaten them, they would say, "O, what a delicious dish!", for these people really thought them good.

There was once a Prince who wished to marry a Princess; but then she must be a real Princess. He travelled all over the world in hopes of finding such a lady; but there was always something wrong. Princesses he found in plenty; but whether they were real Princesses it was impossible for him to decide, for now one thing, now another, seemed to him not quite right about the ladies. At last he returned to his palace quite cast down, because he wished so much to have a real Princess for his wife.

A peasant girl named Karen is adopted by a rich old lady after her mother's death and grows up vain and spoiled. Before her adoption, Karen had a rough pair of red shoes; now she has her adoptive mother buy her a pair of red shoes fit for a princess. Karen is so enamored of her new shoes that she wears them to church, but the old lady scolds her: it's highly improper and she must only wear black shoes in church from now on. But next Sunday, Karen cannot resist the urge to put the red shoes on again.

Along time ago, there lived an old poet, a thoroughly kind old poet. As he was sitting one evening in his room, a dreadful storm arose without, and the rain streamed down from heaven; but the old poet sat warm and comfortable in his chimney-comer, where the fire blazed and the roasting apple hissed.

"The Bitcoin King Had No Clothes" is a thrilling and educational story for kids that teaches them the importance of being wise with their money. Join a brave little boy as he takes on the mighty Bitcoin King and exposes the truth behind his currency. With an easy-to-follow storyline, this book is sure to capture the imagination of young listeners and leave a lasting impression on them. It's a must-listen for kids who want to learn about money and investing, and the power of truth and courage.

Experience the classic tale of a young mermaid's quest for love and humanity. Rebecca H. Lee narrates this traditional Hans Christian Andersen story of magical creatures and merfolk. The story has been translated into English, but not modified from its original version, which may contain darker themes than its modern retellings.

Classic fairy tales are an essential part of children's development; if they are sometimes a little scary, it is because children need imagery to conjure and get rid of their fears in a symbolic, healthy way. Our audiobook collection means to bring together the fairy tales, stories, myths and legends which have fed the children of many generations in the years when the imagination is awakening and craving stimulus and material to work upon. This compilation includes folk tales, classic tales by Charles Perrault and Hans Christian Andersen, and stories from the "Arabian Nights".

Classic fairy tales and stories are an essential part of children's development. Our audiobook collection means to bring together the fairy tales, stories, myths and legends which have fed the children of many generations in the years when the imagination is awakening and craving stimulus and material to work upon.

Little children need tales and stories, for they play an essential part in their development by awakening their imagination, introducing them to symbolic imagery, and bringing forth emotions in a healthy, constructive way. Our audiobook collection brings together the fairy tales, stories, myths and legends which have fed the children of many generations in the years when the imagination is awakening and craving stimulus and material to work upon.

We have collected for you the most beautiful love stories fairy tales ever written. This collection begins with tales from Hans Christian Andersen and Charles Perrault, two absolute masters of the genre, whose stories have been universally read ever since, and by tales collected by the Brothers Grimm, who compiled ancestral folktales known for their beauty and wisdom. Let children develop their imagination and sensitivity with these touching tales of love.

"The Bell" (1845): In the narrow streets of a large town people often heard in the evening, when the sun was setting, and his last rays gave a golden tint to the chimney-pots, a strange noise which resembled the sound of a church bell; it only lasted an instant, for it was lost in the continual roar of traffic and hum of voices which rose from the town. "The evening bell is ringing," people used to say; "the sun is setting!".

7 Gute-Nacht-Geschichten mit der perfekten Einschlafdauer. Kann Ihr Kind nicht einschlafen? Die besten Einschlafgeschichten sowie die zauberhafte Stimme von Sebastian Lohse machen dieses Hörbuch zum idealen abendlichen Begleiter. Die Märchen eignen sich wunderbar als Ergänzung zum abendlichen Einschlafritual. Sie schenken Gelassenheit, positive Energie und sorgen für einen erholsamen Schlaf. Eine entspannende Reise ins Land der Träume. Das Hörbuch mit Einschlafgarantie.

Era uma vez um imperador que só estava interessado em uma coisa: suas roupas. Ele gastava todo seu dinheiro com roupas e tinha uma combinação diferente para cada hora do dia e para todas as ocasiões. Um belo dia, dois ladrões chegaram à cidade se passando por tecelões que sabiam como fazer os tecidos mais lindos e sofisticados, que tinham a incrível propriedade de serem visíveis apenas para aqueles que faziam seu trabalho bem. Era a oferta perfeita para nosso rei, que imediatamente fez um pedido.

Havia uma casa antiga que estava tão destruída que envergonhava as outras casas da rua. Porém, o garotinho que morava do outro lado a adorava e amava olhar para ela dia e noite. Um dia, quando o garoto descobriu que o senhor que era dono da casa era totalmente sozinho, ele decidiu endireitar as coisas.

O tinteiro tinha tanto orgulho de si! Alguém que estava visitando um poeta fez um elogio, dizendo que coisas maravilhosas poderiam sair de um tinteiro. Porém, será que o tinteiro sozinho faz todos os belos poemas? A pena não concordou.

No meio de um jardim, além do qual se estendiam prados sem fim, havia uma roseira. Embaixo da roseira vivia um caracol que adorava falar conversar com ela. Eles se perguntavam o que poderiam levar ao mundo deste pequeno jardim.

A vela de castiçal, feita de sebo, não é tão refinada quanto a vela, feita de cera. Não há dúvidas de que a vela terá a honra de iluminar o salão de baile esta noite. Quando a vela de castiçal é oferecida a um pobre garoto, ela se pergunta se terá a oportunidade novamente de ver pessoas tão felizes quanto as que vão para o baile.

Os sinos tinham acabado de soar as doze badaladas da meia-noite anunciando o início de um novo ano quando uma carruagem parou na entrada da cidade. A bordo, havia doze foliões que queriam entrar. Mas quem eram eles?

Um sino poderia ser ouvido tanto na cidade quanto no campo, mas ninguém sabia exatamente de onde o som vinha. O sino parecia tocar na floresta e sua música era tão peculiar que as pessoas começaram a procurar por ele. Todos queriam encontrar a origem, mas quem seguiria a trilha até o final?