Italian Folktales

Italian Folktales

Italo Calvino

Language: English

Pages: 800

ISBN: 0156454890

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Chosen as one of the New York Times’s ten best books in the year of its original publication, this collection immediately won a cherished place among lovers of the tale and vaulted Calvino into the ranks of the great folklorists. Introduction by the Author; illustrations. Translated by George Martin. A Helen and Kurt Wolff Book

Cloak of Deception (Star Wars)

The Enemy Stars

From the Earth to the Moon (Extraordinary Voyages, Book 4)

The Root and the Flower

Angels on Toast

Assisted Living

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

any more work with those eyes!” “But I sure could spin as a girl!” replied Rotten Eyes. “Try spinning this little bit of flax,” said the queen, “just to be doing something.” As soon as the old woman was alone, she locked her door, removed the hide, and spun thread that was a marvel to behold. The king’s son, the queen, and the whole court were amazed that a decrepit, shaky, halfblind old woman had been able to turn out work like that. The queen next had her make a blouse. As soon as she was

way to the hermit who had helped his brother. “Oh!” exclaimed the hermit. “The musical tree is a hard nut to crack. Here’s what you have to do: scale the mountain, beware of the giants, the front door, and the lions, just as your brother did. You will then come to a little door with a pair of scissors over it. If the scissors are closed, don’t go through the door. If they are open, go on through. You will then come upon a huge tree making music with its every leaf. Climb the tree and break off

master went to Peppi and said, “Tomorrow morning, take the cattle out to pasture, my boy, but understand this: if you wish to remain here, all you get is your simple board and nothing more.” “I’ll stay,” said Peppi. “God’s will be done.” He slept through the night and then, in the morning, took bread and a little food and drove the cattle out to pasture. He would keep them out all day and bring them in at nightfall. The carnival season was approaching, and Peppi came home one day with a long

flight the king of the Sun’s daughter, hearing hoofbeats behind them, looked around and saw a troop of soldiers advancing. So she took the comb out of her hair and flung it to the ground. The comb changed into a forest, in which a man and a woman were busy digging up tree stumps. The soldiers asked them, “Did you see the king of the Sun’s daughter go by with her husband?” The man and the woman replied, “We’re getting up stumps. When nighttime comes, we’ll go home.” The soldiers raised their

round and killed them off as fast as they came. It was no trouble at all, since the only thing that shriveled paw had to do was grab them by the nose, and they were corpses themselves. He went to bed thoroughly satisfied, and the minute the cock crowed the whole castle came back to life. A procession of maidens and noble ladies dressed in gowns with trains entered the kitchen to thank him and pay him honor. In the middle of the procession came the princess. When she got up to the youth, she threw

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