Edmund Dulac

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Portrait of Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac's fairy book (1916)

They were all greatly delighted with the wonderful things she made; but when she showed them how to dance as the snow-flakes do, first in a brisk whirl, and then softly and lightly, they could think of nothing else but Snegorotchka. She was the little fairy queen of the children, the delight of the older people, and the very breath of life to old Marusha and Youshko.
And now the winter months moved on. With slow and steady stride they went from mountain top to mountain top, around the circle of the sky-line. The earth began to clothe itself in green.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac's Picture-Book for the French Red Cross

The saddest part of the history of these ill-destined lovers is yet to be told. Two hours after sunset Majnún kept the tryst. Two hours after sunset Laylá, her eyes smouldering with a pent-up fire, cloaked herself as of old and went out by the side door of the palace. There was no moon, but the stars shed a soft light upon the gardens. She passed among the trees; her heart beat fast and her breath came quick. The whole of her life seemed wrapped up in her two feet, which ran a hot race with each other. She reached the edge of the forest and paused, clasping her hands over her bosom.
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac Edmund Dulac's Fairy-Book: Fairy Tales of the Allied Nations

In a spot of that mountain—in a den where a serpent lies asleep—there is a fox, and in its heart there hides a bird. That bird is the storehouse of my strength. One flutter of its wings would scatter a whole army; one beat of its heart would shake the whole world—if the fox so willed it. But the will of the fox is over mine, and what strength I have comes from the bird through the will of the fox. And that fox is the hardest thing in the world to catch: it can take any shape it likes.
Source: Gutenberg

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