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id: 31103
author: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian)
title: A Christmas Greeting: A Series of Stories
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summary:
  He was a merry, wandering old man. How delightful it is to live and to bloom, to see old friends again, and every day to look on happy faces!


id: 17860
author: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian)
title: Stories from Hans Andersen
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words: 37522
sentence: 2029
flesch: 89
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summary:
  When he saw her alarm, he broke off another rose, and then ran in by his own window, and left dear little Gerda alone. But it was all that bit of glass in his heart, that bit of glass in his eye, and it made him tease little Gerda who was so devoted to him.


id: 1597
author: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian)
title: Andersen's Fairy Tales
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sentence: 2810
flesch: 86
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summary:
  “We have been in the earth where all the dead are, but Kay was not there.” “Many thanks!” said little Gerda; and she went to the other flowers, looked into their cups, and asked, “Don't you know where little Kay is?” You are, doubtless, a Princess?” “No,” said little Gerda; who then related all that had happened to her, and how much she cared about little Kay.


id: 27000
author: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian)
title: What the Moon Saw: and Other Tales
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flesch: 85
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summary:
  He was a friend of old days, the son of the portrait painter. The _lazzarone_ sleeps under the arcade, whose pavement in old times was to be trodden only by the feet of high nobility.


id: 27200
author: Andersen, H. C. (Hans Christian)
title: Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen
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sentence: 17943
flesch: 86
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summary:
  In front of the castle a number of little trees surrounded a piece of looking-glass, which was intended to represent a transparent lake. The sun shone, and the showers watered it; and this was just as good for the flax as it is for little children to be washed and then kissed by their mother.


