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Modern Interpretations Sleeping Beauty

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The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood
by Anne Isabella Thackeray Ritchie (1837-1919)

The Story of the Duchess of Cicogne and of Monsieur de Boulingrin (who slept for a hundred years in company with the Sleeping Beauty)
by Anatole France

Full-Text Poems

Sleeping Beauty
by George Augustus Baker (b. 1849)

The Sleeping Beauty
by Mathilde Blind (1841-1896)

by Henry Howard Brownell (1820–72)

How a Beauty was Waked and Her Suitor was Suited
by Guy Wetmore Carryl (1873–1904)

Rue Des Vents: 4 [Sleeping Beauty]
by Arthur Davison Ficke

The Sleeping Beauty
by Walter de la Mare (1873-1956)

The Sleeping Beauty
by Letitia Elizabeth Landon (1802–38)

The Sleeping Beauty
by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

A Sleeping Beauty by James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)

The Sleeping Beauty
by John Banister Tabb (1845–1909)

The Day-Dream
by Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)

The Sleeping Beauty
by Sarah Helen Whitman (1803–78)



Sleeping Beauty Poetry

A Sleeping Beauty
by James Whitcomb Riley


An alien wind that blew and blew
Over the fields where the ripe grain grew,

Sending ripples of shine and shade
That crept and crouched at her feet and played.

The sea-like summer washed the moss
Till the sun-drenched lilies hung like floss,

Draping the throne of green and gold
That lulled her there like a queen of old.


Was it the hum of a bumblebee,
Or the long-hushed bugle eerily

Winding a call to the daring Prince
Lost in the wood long ages since?--

A dim old wood, with a palace rare
Hidden away in its depths somewhere!

Was it the Princess, tranced in sleep,
Awaiting her lover's touch to leap

Into the arms that bent above?
To thaw his heart with the breath of love--

And cloy his lips, through her waking tears,
With the dead-ripe kiss of a hundred years!


An alien wind that blew and blew.--
I had blurred my eyes as the artists do,

Coaxing life to a half-sketched face,
Or dreaming bloom for a grassy place.

The bee droned on in an undertone;
And a shadow-bird trailed all alone

Across the wheat, while a liquid cry
Dripped from above, as it went by.

What to her was the far-off whir
Of the quail's quick wing or the chipmunk's chirr?--

What to her was the shade that slid
Over the hill where the reapers hid?--

Or what the hunter, with one foot raised,
As he turned to go--yet, pausing, gazed?

from The Collected Works of James Whitcomb Riley (1916)


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Disenchantments: An Anthology of Modern Fairy Tale Poetry edited by Wolfgang Mieder

The Poets' Grimm edited by Beaumont and Carlson

Clementine in Sophie Masson's Fairy Tale Trilogy

Sleeping Beauty by K. Y. Craft

Sleeping Beauty by Adele Geras

Sleeping Beauty illustrated by Trina Schart Hyman

Sleeping Beauty illustrated by Margaret Early

Sleeping Beauty in the Wood by Carol Heyer

Sleeping Beauty illustrated by Arthur Rackham

Snow White and Rose Red by Watts

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