Snow White
by the Grimm Brothers
Once upon a time in the middle of winter,
when the flakes of snow were
falling like feathers from the sky, a
queen sat at a window sewing, and
the frame of the window was made of black
ebony. And whilst she was
sewing and looking out of the window at
the snow, she pricked her
finger with the needle, and three drops of
blood fell upon the snow. And
the red looked pretty upon the white snow,
and she thought to herself,
would that I had a child as white as snow,
as red as blood, and as black
as the wood of the window-frame.
Soon after that she had a little daughter,
who was as white as snow, and
as red as blood, and her hair was as black
as ebony, and she was
therefore called little Snow White. And when the child was born,
the
queen died.
After a year had passed the king took to
himself another wife. She was a
beautiful woman, but proud and haughty,
and she could not bear that
anyone else chould surpass her in beauty.
She had a wonderful
looking-glass, and when she stood in front
of it and looked at herself in
it, and said,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the
wall, Who in this land is the fairest
of all?"
The looking-glass answered, "Thou, o queen, art the fairest of
all."
Then she was satisfied, for she knew that
the looking-glass spoke the
truth.
But Snow White was growing up, and grew
more and more beautiful,
and when she was seven years old she was
as beautiful as the day, and
more beautiful than the queen herself. And
once when the queen asked
her looking-glass, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the
wall, Who in this land is the fairest
of all?"
It answered, "Thou art fairer than all who are here, lady queen. But more beautiful still is Snow White, as I
ween."
Then the queen was shocked, and turned
yellow and green with envy.
From that hour, whenever she looked at
Snow White, her heart heaved
in her breast, she hated the girl so much.
And envy and pride grew
higher and higher in her heart like a
weed, so that she had no peace day
or night.
She called a huntsman, and said,
"Take the child away into the forest. I
will no longer have her in my sight. Kill
her, and bring me back her lung
and liver as a token."
The huntsman obeyed, and took her away but
when he had drawn his
knife, and was about to pierce Snow
White's innocent heart, she began to
weep, and said, "Ah dear huntsman,
leave me my life. I will run away
into the wild forest, and never come home
again."
And as she was so beautiful the huntsman
had pity on her and said, "Run
away, then, you poor child."
"The wild beasts will soon have
devoured you," thought he, and yet it
seemed as if a stone had been rolled from
his heart since it was no longer
needful for him to kill her.
And as a young bear just then came running
by he stabbed it, and cut out
its lung and liver and took them to the
queen as proof that the child was
dead. The cook had to salt them, and the
wicked queen ate them, and
thought she had eaten the lung and liver
of Snow White.
But now the poor child was all alone in
the great forest, and so terrified
that she looked at all the leaves on the
trees, and did not know what to
do. Then she began to run, and ran over
sharp stones and through
thorns, and the wild beasts ran past her,
but did her no harm.
She ran as long as her feet would go until
it was almost evening, then
she saw a little cottage and went into it
to rest herself.
Everything in the cottage was small, but
neater and cleaner than can be
told. There was a table on which was a
white cover, and seven little
plates, and on each plate a little spoon,
moreover, there were seven little
knives and forks, and seven little mugs.
Against the wall stood seven
little beds side by side, and covered with
snow-white counterpanes.
Little Snow White was so hungry and
thirsty that she ate some vegetables
and bread from each plate and drank a drop
of wine out of each mug,
for she did not wish to take all from one
only. Then, as she was so tired,
she laid herself down on one of the little
beds, but none of them suited
her, one was too long, another too short,
but at last she found that the
seventh one was right, and so she remained
in it, said a prayer and went
to sleep.
When it was quite dark the owners of the
cottage came back. They were
seven dwarfs who dug and delved in the
mountains for ore. They lit
their seven candles, and as it was now
light within the cottage they saw
that someone had been there, for
everything was not in the same order in
which they had left it.
The first said, "Who has been sitting
on my chair?"
The second, "Who has been eating off
my plate?"
The third, "Who has been taking some
of my bread?"
The fourth, "Who has been eating my
vegetables?"
The fifth, "Who has been using my
fork?"
The sixth, "Who has been cutting with
my knife?"
The seventh, "Who has been drinking
out of my mug?"
Then the first looked round and saw that
there was a little hollow on his
bed, and he said, "Who has been
getting into my bed?"
The others came up and each called out,
"Somebody has been lying in
my bed too."
But the seventh when he looked at his bed
saw little Snow White, who
was lying asleep therein. And he called
the others, who came running up,
and they cried out with astonishment, and
brought their seven little
candles and let the light fall on little
Snow White.
"Oh, heavens, oh, heavens,"
cried they, "what a lovely child."
And they were so glad that they did not
wake her up, but let her sleep on
in
the bed. And the seventh dwarf slept with his companions, one hour
with each, and so passed the night.
When it was morning little Snow White
awoke, and was frightened when
she saw the seven dwarfs.
But they were friendly and asked her what
her name was.
"My name is Snow White," she
answered.
"How have you come to our house, said
the dwarfs.
Then she told them that her step-mother
had wished to have her killed,
but that the huntsman had spared her life,
and that she had run for the
whole day, until at last she had found
their dwelling.
The dwarfs said, "If you will take
care of our house, cook, make the
beds, wash, sew and knit, and if you will
keep everything neat and clean
you can stay with us and you shall want
for nothing."
"Yes," said Snow White,
"with all my heart." And she stayed with them.
She kept the house in order for them. In
the mornings they went to the
mountains and looked for copper and gold,
in the evenings they came
back, and then their supper had to be
ready.
The girl was alone the whole day, so the
good dwarfs warned her and
said, "Beware of your step-mother,
she will soon know that you are here,
be sure to let no one come in."
But the queen, believing that she had
eaten Snow White's lung and liver,
could not but think that she was again the
first and most beautiful of all,
and she went to her looking-glass and
said,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on
the wall,
Who in this land is the fairest of
all?"
And the glass answered,
"Oh, queen, thou art fairest of
all I see,
But over the hills, where the seven
dwarfs dwell,
Snow White is still alive and well,
And none is so fair as she."
Then she was astounded, for she knew that
the looking-glass never
spoke falsely, and she knew that the
huntsman had betrayed her, and that
little Snow White was still alive.
And so she thought and thought again how
she might kill her, for so
long as she was not the fairest in the
whole land, envy let her have no
rest. And when she had at last thought of
something to do, she painted
her face, and dressed herself like an old
pedlar-woman, and no one
could have known her.
In this disguise she went over the seven
mountains to the seven dwarfs,
and knocked at the door and cried,
"Pretty things to sell, very cheap,
very cheap."
Little Snow White looked out of the window
and called out, "Good-day
my good woman, what have you to
sell?"
" Good things, pretty things,"
she answered, "stay-laces of all colors,"
and she pulled out one which was woven of
bright-colored silk.
"I may let the worthy old woman
in," thought Snow White, and she
unbolted the door and bought the pretty
laces.
"Child," said the old woman,
"what a fright you look, come, I will lace
you properly for once."
Snow White had no suspicion, but stood
before her, and let herself be
laced with the new laces. But the old
woman laced so quickly and so
tightly that Snow White lost her breath
and fell down as if dead.
"You were the most beautiful,"
said the queen to herself, and ran away.
Not long afterwards, in the evening, the
seven dwarfs came home, but
how shocked they were when they saw their
dear little Snow White lying
on the ground, and that she neither
stirred nor moved, and seemed to be
dead. They lifted her up, and, as they saw
that she was laced too tightly,
they cut the laces, then she began to
breathe a little, and after a while
came to life again.
When the dwarfs heard what had happened
they said, "The old
pedlar-woman was no one else than the
wicked queen, take care and let
no one come in when we are not with
you."
But the wicked woman when she had reached
home went in front of the
glass and asked,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on
the wall,
Who in this land is the fairest of
all?"
And it answered as before,
"Oh, queen, thou art fairest of
all I see,
But over the hills, where the seven
dwarfs dwell,
Snow White is still alive and well,
And none is so fair as she."
When she heard that, all her blood rushed
to her heart with fear, for she
saw plainly that little Snow White was
again alive.
"But now," she said, "I
will think of something that shall really put an
end to you." And by the help of
witchcraft, which she understood, she
made a poisonous comb. Then she disguised
herself and took the shape
of another old woman.
So she went over the seven mountains to
the seven dwarfs, knocked at
the door, and cried, "Good things to
sell, cheap, cheap."
Little Snow White looked out and said,
"Go away, I cannot let anyone
come in."
"I suppose you can look," said
the old woman, and pulled the poisonous
comb out and held it up.
It pleased the girl so well that she let
herself be beguiled, and opened the
door. When they had made a bargain the old
woman said, "Now I will
comb you properly for once."
Poor little Snow White had no suspicion,
and let the old woman do as
she pleased, but hardly had she put the
comb in her hair than the poison
in it took effect, and the girl fell down
senseless.
"You paragon of beauty," said
the wicked woman, "you are done for
now, and she went away."
But fortunately it was almost evening,
when the seven dwarfs came
home. When they saw Snow White lying as if
dead upon the ground they
at once suspected the step-mother, and
they looked and found the
poisoned comb. Scarcely had they taken it
out when Snow White came
to herself, and told them what had
happened. Then they warned her once
more to be upon her guard and to open the
door to no one.
The queen, at home, went in front of the
glass and said,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on
the wall,
Who in this land is the fairest of
all?"
Then it answered as before,
"Oh, queen, thou art fairest of
all I see,
But over the hills, where the seven
dwarfs dwell,
Snow White is still alive and well,
And none is so fair as she."
When she heard the glass speak thus she
trembled and shook with rage.
"Snow White shall die," she
cried, "even if it costs me my life."
Thereupon she went into a quite secret,
lonely room, where no one ever
came, and there she made a very poisonous
apple. Outside it looked
pretty, white with a red cheek, so that
everyone who saw it longed for it,
but whoever ate a piece of it must surely
die.
When the apple was ready she painted her
face, and dressed herself up
as a farmer's wife, and so she went over
the seven mountains to the
seven dwarfs. She knocked at the door.
Snow White put her head out of the window
and said, "I cannot let
anyone in, the seven dwarfs have forbidden
me."
"It is all the same to me,"
answered the woman, "I shall soon get rid of
my apples. There, I will give you one."
"No," said Snow White, "I
dare not take anything."
"Are you afraid of poison?" said
the old woman, "look, I will cut the
apple in two pieces, you eat the red
cheek, and I will eat the white."
The apple was so cunningly made that only
the red cheek was poisoned.
Snow White longed for the fine apple, and
when she saw that the
woman ate part of it she could resist no
longer, and stretched out her
hand and took the poisonous half. But
hardly had she a bit of it in her
mouth than she fell down dead.
Then the queen looked at her with a
dreadful look, and laughed aloud
and said, "White as snow, red as
blood, black as ebony-wood, this time
the dwarfs cannot wake you up again."
And when she asked of the looking-glass at
home,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on
the wall,
Who in this land is the fairest of
all?"
And it answered at last,
"Oh, queen, in this land thou art
fairest of all."
Then her envious heart had rest, so far as
an envious heart can have rest.
The dwarfs, when they came home in the
evening, found Snow White
lying upon the ground, she breathed no
longer and was dead. They lifted
her up, looked to see whether they could
find anything poisonous,
unlaced her, combed her hair, washed her
with water and wine, but it
was all of no use, the poor child was
dead, and remained dead. They laid
her upon a bier, and all seven of them sat
round it and wept for her, and
wept three days long. Then they were going
to bury her, but she still
looked as if she were living, and still
had her pretty red cheeks.
They said, "We could not bury her in
the dark ground," and they had a
transparent coffin of glass made, so that
she could be seen from all sides,
and they laid her in it, and wrote her
name upon it in golden letters, and
that she was a king's daughter. Then they
put the coffin out upon the
mountain, and one of them always stayed by
it and watched it. And birds
came too, and wept for Snow White, first
an owl, then a raven, and last a
dove.
And now Snow White lay a long, long time
in the coffin, and she did not
change, but looked as if she were asleep,
for she was as white as snow,
as red as blood, and her hair was as black
as ebony.
It happened, however, that a king's son
came into the forest, and went to
the dwarfs, house to spend the night. He
saw the coffin on the mountain,
and the beautiful Snow White within it,
and read what was written upon
it in golden letters.
Then he said to the dwarfs, "Let me
have the coffin, I will give you
whatever you want for it."
But the dwarfs answered, "We will not
part with it for all the gold in the
world."
Then he said, "Let me have it as a
gift, for I cannot live without seeing
Snow White. I will honor and prize her as
my dearest possession."
As he spoke in this way the good dwarfs
took pity upon him, and gave
him the coffin. And now the king's son had
it carried away by his
servants on their shoulders. And it
happened that they stumbled over a
tree-stump, and with the shock the
poisonous piece of apple which
Snow White had bitten off came out of her
throat. And before long she
opened her eyes, lifted up the lid of the
coffin, sat up, and was once
more alive.
"Oh, heavens, where am I?" she
cried.
The king's son, full of joy, said,
"You are with me." And he told her
what had happened, and said, "I love
you more than everything in the
world, come with me to my father's palace,
you shall be my wife."
And Snow White was willing, and went with
him, and their wedding
was held with great show and splendor. But
Snow White's wicked
step-mother was also bidden to the feast.
When she had arrayed herself
in beautiful clothes she went before the
looking-glass, and said,
"Looking-glass, looking-glass, on
the wall,
Who in this land is the fairest of
all?"
The glass answered,
"Oh, queen, of all here the
fairest art thou,
But the young queen is fairer by far
as I trow."
Then the wicked woman uttered a curse, and
was so wretched, so utterly
wretched that she knew not what to do. At
first she would not go to the
wedding at all, but she had no peace, and
had to go to see the young
queen. And when she went in she recognized
Snow White, and she
stood still with rage and fear, and could
not stir. But iron slippers had
already been put upon the fire, and they
were brought in with tongs, and
set before her. Then she was forced to put
on the red-hot shoes, and
dance until she dropped down dead.
English translation by Margaret Hunt