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Title: East of the sun and west of the moon : old tales from the North
Year: 1922 (1920s)
Authors: Asbjørnsen, Peter Christen, 1812-1885 Moe, Jørgen Engebretsen, 1813-1882 Dasent, George Webbe, Sir, 1817-1896 Nielsen, Kay Rasmus, 1886-1957
Subjects: Fairy tales Folklore -- Norway
Publisher: New York : G.H. Doran
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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