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Ein Prinz, der eine Prinzessin, die auf einem Bett liegt, zart auf die Wange küsst.

1 of 13 women cannot be invited by king to baptism, she curses daughter to 100 year sleep. Prince kisses and rescues her.

Der Froschkönig oder der eiserne Heinrich
Katze und Maus in Gesellschaft
Marienkind
Von einem, der auszog, das Fürchten zu lernen
Der Wolf und die sieben jungen Geißlein
Der treue Johannes
Der gute Handel
Der wunderliche Spielmann
Die zwölf Brüder
Das Lumpengesindel
Brüderchen und Schwesterchen
Rapunzel
Die drei Männlein im Walde
Die drei Spinnerinnen
Hänsel und Gretel
Die drei Schlangenblätter
Die weiße Schlange
Strohhalm, Kohle und Bohne
Von dem Fischer und seiner Frau
Das tapfere Schneiderlein
Aschenputtel
Das Rätsel
Von dem Mäuschen, Vögelchen und der Bratwurst
Frau Holle
Die sieben Raben
Rotkäppchen
Die Bremer Stadtmusikanten
Der singende Knochen
Der Teufel mit den drei goldenen Haaren
Läuschen und Flöhchen
Das Mädchen ohne Hände
Der gescheite Hans
Die drei Sprachen
Die kluge Else
Der Schneider im Himmel
Tischchen deck dich, Goldesel und Knüppel aus dem Sack
Daumesdick
Die Hochzeit der Frau Füchsin
Die Wichtelmänner
Der Räuberbräutigam
Herr Korbes
Der Herr Gevatter
Frau Trude
Der Gevatter Tod
Daumerlings Wanderschaft
Fitchers Vogel
Von dem Machandelboom
Der alte Sultan
Die sechs Schwäne
Dornröschen
Fundevogel
König Drosselbart
Schneewittchen
Der Ranzen, das Hütlein und das Hörnlein
Rumpelstilzchen
Der liebste Roland
Der goldene Vogel
Der Hund und der Sperling
Der Frieder und das Katherlieschen
Die zwei Brüder
Das Bürle
Die Bienenkönigin
Die drei Federn
Die goldene Gans
Allerleirauh
Häsichenbraut
Die zwölf Jäger
Von dem Sommer- und Wintergarten
Jorinde und Joringel
Die drei Glückskinder
Sechse kommen durch die ganze Welt
Der Wolf und der Mensch
Der Wolf und der Fuchs
Der Fuchs und die Frau Gevatterin
Der Fuchs und die Katze
Die Nelke
Das kluge Gretel
Der alte Großvater und der Enkel
Die Wassernixe
Von dem Tode des Hühnchens
Bruder Lustig
Der Spielhansl
Hans im Glück
Hans heiratet
Die Goldkinder
Der Fuchs und die Gänse
Der Arme und der Reiche
Das singende, springende Löweneckerchen
Die Gänsemagd
Der junge Riese
Das Erdmännchen
Der König vom goldenen Berg
Die Rabe
Die kluge Bauerntochter
Der alte Hildebrand
Die drei Vögelchen
Das Wasser des Lebens
Doktor Allwissend
Der Geist im Glas
Des Teufels rußiger Bruder
Der Bärenhäuter
Der Zaunkönig und der Bär
Der süße Brei
Die klugen Leute
Märchen von der Unke
Der arme Müllerbursch und das Kätzchen
Die beiden Wanderer
Hans mein Igel
Das Totenhemdchen
Der Jude im Dorn
Der gelernte Jäger
Der Dreschflegel vom Himmel
Die beiden Königskinder
Vom klugen Schneiderlein
Die klare Sonne bringts an den Tag
Das blaue Licht
Das eigensinnige Kind
Die drei Feldscherer
Die sieben Schwaben
Die drei Handwerksburschen
Der Königssohn, der sich vor nichts fürchtet
Der Krautesel
Die Alte im Wald
Die drei Brüder
Der Teufel und seine Großmutter
Ferdinand getreu und Ferdinand ungetreu
Der Eisenofen
Die faule Spinnerin
Die vier kunstreichen Brüder
Einäuglein, Zweiäuglein und Dreiäuglein
Die schöne Katrinelje und Pif Paf Poltrie
Der Fuchs und das Pferd
Die zertanzten Schuhe
Die sechs Diener
Die weiße und die schwarze Braut
Der Eisenhans
Die drei schwarzen Prinzessinnen
Knoist und seine drei Söhne
Das Mädchen von Brakel
Das Hausgesinde
Das Lämmchen und Fischchen
Simeliberg
Auf Reisen gehen
Das Eselein
Der undankbare Sohn
Die Rübe
Das junggeglühte Männlein
Des Herrn und des Teufels Getier
Der Hahnenbalken
Die alte Bettelfrau
Die drei Faulen
Das Hirtenbüblein
Die Sterntaler
Der gestohlene Heller
Die Brautschau
Die Schlickerlinge
Der Sperling und seine vier Kinder
Das Märchen vom Schlaraffenland
Das Dietmarsische Lügenmärchen
Rätselmärchen
Schneeweißchen und Rosenrot
Der kluge Knecht
Der gläserne Sarg
Der faule Heinz
Der Vogel Greif
Der starke Hans
Das Bürle im Himmel
Die hagere Liese
Das Waldhaus
Lieb und Leid teilen
Der Zaunkönig
Die Scholle
Rohrdommel und Wiedehopf
Die Eule
Der Mond
Die Lebenszeit
Die Boten des Todes
Meister Pfriem
Die Gänsehirtin am Brunnen
Die ungleichen Kinder Evas
Die Nixe im Teich
Die Geschenke des kleinen Volkes
Der Riese und der Schneider
Der Nagel
Der arme Junge im Grab
Die wahre Braut
Der Hase und der Igel
Spindel, Weberschiffchen und Nadel
Der Bauer und der Teufel
Die Brosamen auf dem Tisch
Das Meerhäschen
Der Meisterdieb
Der Trommler
Die Kornähre
Der Grabhügel
Oll Rinkrank
Die Kristallkugel
Jungfrau Maleen
Die Stiefel von Büffelleder
Der goldene Schlüssel

Once upon a time, there was a king and a queen who said every day, "Oh, if only we had a child," but they never did. Then it happened, as the queen once sat in the bath, that a frog crawled out of the water onto the land and said to her: "Your wish will be granted. Before a year passes, you will give birth to a daughter." What the frog had said happened, and the queen gave birth to a girl, who was so beautiful that the king was overjoyed and had a great feast prepared. He invited not only his relatives, friends, and acquaintances, but also the wise women, so that they would be kind to the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom. But because he had only twelve golden plates from which they were to eat, one of them had to stay at home. The feast was celebrated with all splendor and when it was over, the wise women presented the child with their miraculous gifts. One with virtue, the other with beauty, the third with wealth, and so with everything that is to be desired in the world. When eleven had just said their sayings, suddenly the thirteenth entered.

She wanted to take revenge for not being invited. And without greeting anyone, or even looking at anyone, she cried out in a loud voice: "the king's daughter shall prick herself on a spindle in her fifteenth year and fall down dead." And without speaking a word further, she turned and left the hall. All were frightened, then the twelfth came forth, who still had her wish left, and because she could not annul the evil spell, but only soften it, she said, "but it shall not be death, but a hundred years' deep sleep, into which the king's daughter shall fall." The king, who wanted to protect his dear child from this misfortune, gave orders that all the spindles in the whole kingdom should be burned. However, the gifts of the wise women were all fulfilled in the case of the girl, for she was so beautiful, demure, friendly and intelligent that everyone who looked at her had to love her. It happened that on the day she turned fifteen, the king and queen were not at home, and the girl was left all alone in the castle. She went around the whole castle, looked at the rooms and chambers as she pleased, and finally came to an old tower. She climbed the narrow spiral staircase and came to a small door. There was a rusty key in the lock, and when it turned it, the door burst open. And there, in a little parlor, sat an old woman with a spindle, busily spinning her flax. "Good day, you old mother," said the king's daughter, "what are you doing?" "I am spinning," said the old woman, nodding her head. "What is that thing that jumps around so merrily?" said the girl, taking the spindle and wanting to spin too. But no sooner had she touched the spindle than the spell came true and she pricked her finger with it.

But at the moment she felt the sting, she fell down on the bed that was there and lay in a deep sleep. And this sleep spread all over the castle. The king and queen, who had just come home and entered the hall, began to fall asleep, and all the court with them. Then the horses in the stable, the dogs in the courtyard, the pigeons on the roof, the flies on the wall, and even the fire flickering on the hearth fell asleep. And the roast stopped sizzling. The cook, who wanted to pull the kitchen boy's hair because he had done something wrong, let him go and slept. And the wind died down, and not a leaf was stirring on the trees in front of the castle.

Around the castle, however, a hedge of thorns began to grow, which grew taller every year and finally covered the entire castle, growing beyond it so that nothing could be seen of it. Not even the flag on the roof. But there was a legend in the country about the beautiful sleeping Sleeping Beauty, because that was the name of the king's daughter. Therefore, from time to time, the king's sons came and wanted to penetrate through the hedge into the castle. But they could not, because the thorns, as if they had hands, held tightly together and the young men got caught in them, could not get loose again and died a miserable death. After long years a king's son came once again into the country and heard how an old man told about the thorn hedge. There was supposed to be a castle behind it, in which a beautiful king's daughter, called Sleeping Beauty, had been sleeping for a hundred years. And with her slept the king and the queen and the whole court. He also knew from his grandfather that many of the king's sons had come and tried to get through the thorny hedge. But they would have got stuck in it and died a sad death. Then the young man said, "I am not afraid, I want to go out and see the beautiful Sleeping Beauty." The good old man wanted to advise him against it, but whatever he said, he did not listen to his words.

But now the hundred years had just passed and the day had come when Sleeping Beauty was to awaken again. When the king's son approached the thorny hedge, it was full of large beautiful flowers, which parted by themselves and let him pass through unharmed. And behind him they joined together again as a hedge. In the courtyard of the castle he saw the horses and the pied hounds lying and sleeping. On the roof the pigeons were sitting with their heads tucked under their wings. And when he came into the house, the flies were sleeping on the wall, the cook in the kitchen was still holding his hand as if he wanted to grab the boy, and the maid was sitting in front of the black chicken that was to be plucked. Then he went on and saw in the hall the whole court lying and sleeping. And up by the throne lay the king and queen. Then he went on still further. Everything was so quiet that one could hear his breath. Finally he came to the tower and opened the door to the little room in which Sleeping Beauty was sleeping. There it lay and was so beautiful that he could not take his eyes off it, and he bent down and gave it a kiss. As he had touched it with the kiss, Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes, awoke and looked at him quite kindly. Then they went down together and the king woke up and the queen too. And all the court, and looked at each other with wide eyes. And the horses in the court got up and shook themselves. The hounds leaped and wagged. The pigeons on the roof pulled their heads out from under their wings, looked around and flew into the field. The flies on the walls kept crawling. The fire in the kitchen rose, flickered and cooked the food. The roast began to sizzle again, and the cook slapped the boy's face so hard that he screamed. And the maid finished plucking the chicken. And then the wedding of the king's son and Sleeping Beauty was celebrated in all splendor, and they lived happily ever after.

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