Stories from Hans Andersen

THE SNOW QUEENOne day he was in a high state of delight because he had invented a mirrorMany a winter''s night she flies through the streetsThen an old, old woman came out of the houseShe has read all the newspapers in the world, and forgotten them again, so clever is she''It is gold, it is gold!'' they criedKissed her on the mouth, while big shining tears trickled down its faceThe Snow Queen sat ...