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The Victorian Fairy Tale Book

By Michael Patrick Hearn.

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Fairy Lullaby Poem by Michael Patrick Hearn; Art by Barb Armata Publication Unknown

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So she sat still, protected against the wind, and looking at the twinkling stars—for the Owl flew so high that he almost rubbed some of them out of their places.

“The Brown Owl” by Ford Madox Ford in The Victorian Fairy Tale Book, edited by Michael Patrick Hearn

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[T]he moment she stood upright she had a marvellous sense that she was in the secret of the earth an all its ways. Everything she had seen, or learned from books; all her grandmother had said or sung to her; all the talk of the beasts, birds, and fishes; all that happened to her on her journey…all was plain: she understood it all, and saw that everything meant the same thing, though she could not have put it into words again.

“The Golden Key,” by George MacDonald in The Victorian Fairy Tale Book, edited by Michael Patrick Hearn

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Then joining hands to little hands Would bid them cling together, “For there is no friend like a sister In calm or stormy weather; To cheer one of the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands.”

“Goblin Market” by Christina Rossetti in The Victorian Fairy Tale Book, edited by Michael Patrick Hearn

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A very strange existence it was, those five lonely days. He never entirely forgot it. It threw him back upon himself, and into himself—in a way that all of us have to learn when we grow up, and are the better for it; but it is somewhat hard learning.

“The Lame Little Prince and his Travelling-Cloak” by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik in The Victorian Fairy Tale Book, edited by Michael Patrick Hearn

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They all have the gifts they seek, they just don't have a tangible symbol of what they want.

Michael Patrick Hearn