The Princess and the White Bear King (Book & CD)

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But the princess said, ‘It was not for sale for money, but if she might have leave to sleep with her sweetheart that night, she might have it.’ Similar elements to this story appear in 2 episodes of The StoryTeller episodes " Hans My Hedgehog" which involve a princess marrying an enchanted man who removes his animal form at night and also in " The True Bride" where exchanges for a night with a missing prince are met with a sleeping potion prompting prisoners to inform the prince of the weeping of the True Bride each night.

And, so when he went to bed she gave him a sleeping draught, so that he could not keep an eye open, for all that the princess cried and wept. The princess went after the bear. She came to a cottage where an old lady gave her a tablecloth. At the second cottage, the lady gave her a pair of scissors. The third house, the lady gave her a gold cup. At the fourth house, the bear had gone high above the mountain where only birds can go. Princess was about to cry when she saw a crowd of children around the stone-filled pot. The princess gave the children food and water in return the lady promised that her husband would make her iron claws for her hands and feet. When the princess got to the top of the mountain, she spread out the tablecloth with a feast that got the troll queen's attention. The princess agreed to give the troll queen the magic tablecloth in exchange of a night with the prince. But the troll queen put a sleeping potion on the prince. She traded her magic scissors for another night with the prince which he was again under a sleeping spell. Princess traded teh magic cup for another night with the prince. One of the servant told the prince what had been happening and the prince pretend to drink the sleeping potion. Good-day!” said the princess. ‘Have you seen anything of King Valemon, the white bear?’ That was what she asked them. Well he passed by here the day before yesterday; but he went so fast you’ll never be able to catch him up,’ she said.This longer more demanding book is a stirring story of betrayal, showing how love can be reclaimed through perseverance, endurance and compassion. Drawing on a combination of three folk tales from Northern Europe, this beautiful and complex picture book tells a dark adventure story that explores some powerful ideas and themes. Far away in the distant north, a beautiful princess has a strange encounter with a great white bear who takes her to live in his castle. When she fails to pay attention to a warning and breaks a promise she has made, disaster strikes. The princess then sets out on an impossible journey which takes her east of the sun and west of the moon in the hope that she might redeem herself and break the spell. This book is illuminated with enchanting pictures by award-winning illustrator Nicoletta Ceccoli which create the wintry landscape of this northern tale. BETTRIDGE, WILLIAM EDWIN; Utley, Francis Lee. “New Light on the Origin of the Griselda Story”. In: Texas Studies in Literature and Language 13, no. 2 (1971): 167. http://www.jstor.org/stable/40754145. So when the king went to bed, the hag gave him another sleeping draught. It went no better for the princess that the first night. He was not able to open his eyes no matter how much the princess bawled and wept.

He passed by here this morning early,” they said. “But he was going so fast that you’ll never be able to catch up.” Kamp, Jens. Danske Folkeminder, æventyr, Folkesagn, Gaader, Rim Og Folketro. Odense: R. Nielsen, 1877. pp. 294-302. So the first thing she did when he was sound asleep, was to light the candle-end and throw a light on him; and he was so lovely she never thought she could gaze enough at him; but as she held the candle over him, a hot drop of tallow dropped on his forehead, and he woke up. Well, he passed by here the day before yesterday, but he was going so fast that you’ll never be able to catch up.” Every year, the princess had a child, but as soon as the baby was born, the bear rushed away with it. At the end of three years, she asked to visit her parents. There, her mother gave her a candle so that she could see him. At night, she lit it and looked at him, and a drop of tallow fell on his forehead, waking him. He told her that if she had waited another month, he would have been free of an evil witch queen's spell, but now he must go to the witch's realm and become her husband. He rushed off, but she seized his fur and rode him, though the branches battered her, until she was so tired that she fell off.But the princess said, ‘It was not for sale for money, but if she might have leave to sleep with her sweetheart that night, she might have it.

In the nineteenth century, after the Brothers Grimm had published their first collection of stories, Asbjørnsen, a teacher, and Moe, a minister, decided to wander around the Norwegian countryside and collect their own set of wonder tales. Indeed, they corresponded with the Grimms, each approving of the other’s work. Both sets of stories have been illustrated by fantastic artists over the years, including the Norwegian artist Theodor Kittlesen and the Danish artist Kay Nielsen (who later worked on Walt Disney’s Fantastia) who have created some especially beautiful pictures for these stories. Indeed, one of these Norwegian tales, “White Bear King Valemon”—as imagined by Kittelsen—adorns the logo of the Norwegian folklore society. But this poor wife,’ said the girl, ‘who has to go so far on such bad ways, I think she may well be thirsty and suffer much other ill. No doubt she needs this flask more than I;’ and so she asked if she might have leave to give her the flask. Yes! that leave she might have. Blecher, Lone Thygesen; Blecher, George. Swedish Folktales And Legends. University of Minnesota Press, 2004. pp. 185-194. ISBN 9780816645756.So the princess took the napkin and thanked them, and set off again far and farther than far, away through the same murk wood all that day and night, and in the morning she came to a crossfell which was as steep as a wall, and so high and broad, she could see no end to it. There was a hut there too, and as soon as she set her foot inside it, she said,—