Jacob Grimm and Wilhelm Grimm, Snowdrop
“ Then they said, 'The old woman was the queen herself; take care another time, and let no one in when we are away.'When the queen got home, she went straight to her glass, and spoke to it as before; but to her great grief it still said:'Thou, queen, art the fairest in all this land: But over the hills, in the greenwood shade, Where the seven dwarfs their dwelling have made, There Snowdrop is hiding her head; and she Is lovelier far, O queen! than thee.' Then the blood ran cold in her heart with spite and malice, to see that Snowdrop still lived ”
