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    Fairy Tales for Adults
    Fairy Tales for Adults
    Fairy Tales for Adults
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    Fairy Tales for Adults

    By Oscar Wilde and Anton Chekhov

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    "Fairy Tales for Adults" invites readers on a journey into the captivating worlds of Oscar Wilde and Anton Chekhov, where profound truths, wisdom, and mindfulness intertwine within enchanting tales. These stories, with their universal appeal, transcend age and nationality, resonating with audiences across generations. Within these pages, readers will encounter a cast of characters both familiar and mysterious, who beckon us to explore, reflect, and find inspiration in their stories. In "The Star-Child" by Oscar Wilde, the narrative follows the transformative journey of a young boy born with a star shining in his forehead. Through encounters with various trials and tribulations, the story delves into themes of identity, compassion, and the search for one's true self. Wilde's lyrical prose illuminates the path towards self-discovery and the importance of embracing one's unique qualities. "The Happy Prince," another masterpiece by Oscar Wilde, tells the tale of a golden statue adorned with precious jewels, perched high above a city. Through the conversations between the Prince and a swallow, the story explores themes of selflessness, empathy, and the power of sacrifice. This poignant tale serves as a reminder of the beauty found in acts of kindness and compassion, even in the face of adversity. Anton Chekhov's "About Love" delves into the intricacies of human relationships and the multifaceted nature of love. Through a series of interconnected stories, Chekhov examines love in its various forms, encompassing passion, longing, and the complexities of the human heart. With his keen insights into the human condition, Chekhov prompts readers to contemplate the true meaning of love and its profound impact on our lives.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherInteractive Media
    Release dateJan 15, 2016
    ISBN9781911144991
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    Oscar Wilde

    Born in Ireland in 1856, Oscar Wilde was a noted essayist, playwright, fairy tale writer and poet, as well as an early leader of the Aesthetic Movement. His plays include: An Ideal Husband, Salome, A Woman of No Importance, and Lady Windermere's Fan. Among his best known stories are The Picture of Dorian Gray and The Canterville Ghost.

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      Fairy Tales for Adults - Oscar Wilde

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      Oscar Wilde

      Anton Chekhov

      Fairy Tales for Adults

      Volume 2

      New Edition

      Published by Sovereign Classic

      This Edition

      First published in 2016

      Copyright © 2016 Sovereign Classic

      Contents

      THE STAR-CHILD

      THE HAPPY PRINCE

      ABOUT LOVE

      THE STAR-CHILD

      Once upon a time two poor Woodcutters were making their way home through a great pine-forest. It was winter, and a night of bitter cold. The snow lay thick upon the ground, and upon the branches of the trees: the frost kept snapping the little twigs on either side of them, as they passed: and when they came to the Mountain-Torrent she was hanging motionless in air, for the Ice-King had kissed her.

      So cold was it that even the animals and the birds did not know what to make of it.

      ‘Ugh!’ snarled the Wolf as he limped through the brushwood with his tail between his legs, ‘this is perfectly monstrous weather. Why doesn’t the Government look to it?’

      ‘Weet! weet! weet! twittered the green Linnets, ‘the old Earth is dead, and they have laid her out in her white shroud.’

      ‘The Earth is going to be married, and this is her bridal dress,’ whispered the Turtle-doves to each other. Their little pink feet were quite frost-bitten, but they felt that it was their duty to take a romantic view of the situation.

      ‘Nonsense!’ growled the Wolf. ‘I tell you that it is all the fault of the Government, and if you don’t believe me I shall eat you.’ The Wolf had a thoroughly practical mind, and was never at a loss for a good argument.

      ‘Well, for my own part, said the Woodpecker, who was a born philosopher, ‘I don’t care an atomic theory for explanations. If a thing is so, it is so, and at present it is terribly cold.’

      Terribly cold it certainly was. The little Squirrels, who lived inside the tall fir-tree, kept rubbing each other’s noses to keep themselves warm, and the Rabbits curled themselves up in their holes, and did not venture even to look out of doors. The only people who seemed to enjoy it were the great horned Owls. Their feathers were quite stiff with rime, but they did not mind, and they rolled their large yellow eyes, and called out to each other across the forest, ‘Tu-whit! Tu-whoo! Tu-whit! Tu-whoo! what delightful weather we are having!’

      On and on went the two Woodcutters, blowing lustily upon their fingers, and stamping with their huge iron-shod boots upon the caked snow. Once they sank into a deep drift, and came out as white as millers are, when the stones are grinding; and once they slipped on the hard smooth ice where the marsh-water was frozen, and their faggots fell out of their bundles, and they had to pick them up and bind them together again; and once they thought that they had lost their way, and a great terror seized on them, for they knew that the Snow is cruel to those who sleep in her arms. But they put their trust in the good Saint Martin, who watches over all travellers, and retraced their steps, and went warily, and at last they reached the outskirts of the forest, and saw, far down in the valley beneath them, the lights of the village in which they dwelt.

      So overjoyed were they at their deliverance that they laughed aloud, and the Earth seemed to them like a flower of silver, and the Moon like a flower of gold.

      Yet, after that they had laughed they became sad, for they remembered their poverty, and one of them said to the other, ‘Why did we make merry, seeing that life is for the rich, and not for such as we are? Better that we had died of cold in the forest, or that some wild beast had fallen upon us and slain us.’

      ‘Truly,’ answered his companion, much is given to some, and little is given to

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