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 | | You go, cinderella, said she, covered in dust and dirt as you are, and would go to the festival. |
 | | As no one was now at home, cinderella went to her mother's grave beneath the hazel-tree, and cried - shiver and quiver, little tree, silver and gold throw down over me. Then the bird threw a gold and silver dress down to her, and slippers embroidered with silk and silver. |
 | | The step-mother and the two sisters were horrified and became pale with rage, he, however, took cinderella on his horse and rode away with her. |
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