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" A certain king had a beautiful garden, and in the garden stood a tree which bore golden apples. These apples were always counted, and about the time when they began to grow ripe it was found that every night one of them was gone. The king became very angry at this, and ordered the gardener to keep watch all night under the tree. The gardener set his eldest son to watch; but about twelve o'clock he fell asleep, and in the morning another of the apples was missing. Then the second son was ordered to watch; and at midnight he too fell asleep, and in the morning another apple was gone. Then the third son offered to keep watch; but the gardener at first would not let him, for fear some harm should come to him: however, at last he consented, and the young man laid himself under the tree to watch. As the clock struck twelve he heard a rustling noise in the air, and a bird came flying that was of pure gold; and as it was snapping at one of the apples with its beak, the gardener's son jumped up and shot an arrow at it. But the arrow did the bird no harm; only it dropped a golden feather from its tail, and then flew away. The golden feather was brought to the king in the morning, and all the council was called together. Everyone agreed that it was worth more than all the wealth of the kingdom: but the king said, 'One feather is of no use to me, I must have the whole bird. "
― Jacob Grimm , The Complete Grimm's Fairy Tales
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" A merchant, who had three daughters, was once setting out upon a journey; but before he went he asked each daughter what gift he should bring back for her. The eldest wished for pearls; the second for jewels; but the third, who was called Lily, said, 'Dear father, bring me a rose.' Now it was no easy task to find a rose, for it was the middle of winter; yet as she was his prettiest daughter, and was very fond of flowers, her father said he would try what he could do. So he kissed all three, and bid them goodbye. "
― Jacob Grimm , The Complete Grimm's Fairy Tales
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" -¿No tenéis acaso otra hija?
-No-dijo el hombre-, sólo tenemos una Cenicienta, pequeña e ingenua, de mi difunta esposa, pero es imposible que ella sea la novia.
El hijo del rey dijo que fueran a buscarla, pero la madre respondió:
-Ay, no, está demasiado sucia, no puede dejarse ver.
Pero él insistió en verla a toda costa y tuvieron que llamar a Cenicienta. Ella se lavó primero las manos y la cara, fue luego hasta allí y se inclinó ante el hijo del rey, que le tendió el zapato de oro. Después se sentó en un escabel, sacó el pie del pesado zueco de madera y lo metió en la chinela: le quedaba como hecha a medida. Y cuando se enderezó y el rey la miró a la cara, reconoció a la hermosa joven que había bailado con él y dijo:
-¡Ésta es la verdadera novia!
La madrastra y las dos hermanas se asustaron y empalidecieron de rabia, pero él subió a Cenicienta al caballo y se marchó de allí. Al pasar por el pequeño avellano, las dos palomitas blancas dijeron:
-Vuélvete y mira, vuélvete y mira, ya no hay sangre en la zapatilla: la zapatilla bien ya le encaja, a la novia de verdad llevas a casa. "
― Jacob Grimm , The Complete Grimm's Fairy Tales
