In golden times, when still helped one, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful. But the youngest was so beautiful that the sun was astonished whenever it shone in her face.
Close by the king's castle lay a great dark forest, and under an old lime- tree in the forest was a well. When the day was very warm, the king's child went out into the forest. She sat down by the side of the cool fountain. When she was bored she took a golden ball, and threw it up on high and caught it. This ball was her favorite plaything.
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In golden times, when still helped one, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful. But the youngest was so beautiful that the sun was astonished whenever it shone in her face.
Close by the king's castle lay a great dark forest, and under an old lime- tree in the forest was a well. When the day was very warm, the king's child went out into the forest. She sat down by the side of the cool fountain. When she was bored she took a golden ball, and threw it up on high and caught it. This ball was her favorite plaything.
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