Illustrated by Violet Brunton
On the left, we show a rare copy of Green Magic (1928) illustrated by Violet Brunton.
This example retains the original unassuming green cloth cover, as issued by Jonathon Cape.
To the right, we show the Title Page including decoration by Violet Brunton. |
Green Magic (1928) is a collection of traditional fairy and folk tales edited by Florence Roma Muir Wilson who was known
by the literary pseudonym of Romer Wilson. Those tales include: "Puss in Boots"; "Fortunatus and the Wishing Cap";
"The Round Castle of the Red Sea"; "The Wolf's Bride"; "The Musicians of Bremen"; "Rapunzel"; "The Shirt Collar";
"The Ut-Röst Cormorants"; "The Bridal March"; "The Nightingale"; "The Lake Princess"; "Ali Baba"; "The Man Who
Understood Animals' Conversations"; "The Brotherless Girl"; "The Water King and Vasilissa the Wise"; "Foolish John";
"The Golden Apple-Tree and the Nine Peahens"; "Stan Bolovan"; "The Golden Twins"; "Perseus"; "The Merry Dun of Dover";
"The Life and Perambulations of a Mouse"; and "Tom, Dick and Harry".
Wilson's Introduction to Green Magic makes wonderful reading - particularly in respect of her lovely summary of
what is known about Fairies.
To accompany Wilson's compilation, Violet Brunton prepared a generous suite of colour and monotone illustrations - the
major colour and monotone illustrations alone number 58, with many more additional illustrations to introduce various
chapters and further marginalia.
Our Greeting Cards and Reproduction Images
For connoisseurs of Brunton's work, we have prepared sets of 8 Greeting Cards displaying each of her colour images for Green Magic Magic and on the left, we show an example of how these Greeting Cards appear.
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When presented on Greeting Cards, these images are prepared as tipped-in plates - in hommage to the hand-crafted approach
typical of prestige illustrated publications produced in the early decades of the 20th Century. Each card is hand-finished and
the images are presented on Ivory card stock with an accompanying envelope. The rear of each card carries information
about Violet Brunton, this wonderful suite and the profiled illustration - we have left the interior of the cards blank so that
you may write your own personal message.
Should you wish to order a Reproduction Print of one or more of these images, we have provided some options below.
Each of these large format prints is also accompanied by information about Violet Brunton, this suite and the profiled
illustration.
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In the meantime, enjoy perusing these wonderful images from Violet Brunton.
The colour illustrations
Puss in Boots The Miller feared nothing
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The Bridal March He composed the Bridal March |
The Nightingale They found a poor little girl |
The Water King and Vasilissa the Wise The Tzar mounted on the back of the Eagle |
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The Water King and Vasilissa the Wise The Water King pursued them
(Frontispiece)
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The Golden Apple-Tree and the Nine Peahens Under the Apple Tree |
The Golden Twins See what your wife has given you |
The Merry Dun of Dover And there they remain on the hill side to this day
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The major monotone illustrations
Romer Wilson's Introduction to Green Magic
Do you believe in fairies?
I will tell you what I have heard from full-grown men and women on the subject. When I have told you what I have
heard, you can read these stories, and after that please judge for yourselves. I won't have anything to do with it one way
or another, because if I say "There are fairies," certainly elderly people might say, "Nonsense!" as will people of thirty or so,
who have reached a ripe old age, and whose memories of their fairy-tale years are long ago decayed. If I say "There are
no fairies," I might get on the wrong side of the Good Folk. You know what happened to the Sleeping Beauty because her
mother forgot to task a fairy to her christening! Something like that might happen to me if I offended their High Mightinesses,
or worse (to sleep for one hundred years is not too bad) for I might be stolen away, and only sent home after seven long
years with my toes danced off like the Woman of Hart Lake, that Mr Yeats calls to mind. Or those Small Gentry might "turn
me into an ugly worm and bid me toddle about a tree," which sad fate befell more than one young gentleman who
offended the Little People. Well, be there fairies, or be there none, I will tell you of some which have been seen. In order
to keep on the safe side, I will give you the words of people who cannot be supposed to think twice about fairies in the
ordinary course of events; curates, learned Englishmen, and persons of reputation from both England and America, people
who one might infer were born with a strong disbelief in fairies, or were certainly brought up to despise them.
These are the words of a curate, a Mr Hart, who lived at Yatten Keynel in Sussen: In the year 1633, he saw one night on
the Sussex Downs, "innumerable quantities of pigmies, dancing in a fairy ring, making all manner of small odd noises."
In 1691, the Reverend Robert Kirke, Minister of Aberfoyle, Perthshire, printed at Edinburgh a book entitled, Essay on the
Subterranean, and for the most part Invisible People, Heretofore going under the Name of Elves, Fawnes, and Fairies, or the
Like. In it he describes fairies ad "A sort of astral spirits - betwixt humanity and angels," - they have, he says, "children, nurses,
marriages, deaths, and burials."
Sir Walter Scott reports that this Reverend Gentleman, from all accounts, never died, but was carried away to fairyland
for meddling with the fairies.
Mr William Blake, the English poet, born in 1757, once saw a fairy's funeral. He says, "I was walking alone in my garden,
there was a great stillness among the branches and flowers, and a more than common sweetness in the air; I heard a low
and pleasant sound and I knew not whence it came. At last, I saw the broad leaf of a flower move, and underneath I saw
a procession of people of the size and colour of green and grey grasshoppers, bearing a body laid out on a rose-leaf, which
they buried with songs, and then disappeared. It was a fairy funeral."
In a book called Hollingsworth's History of Stowmarket you may read a record of sober decent people having seen fairies
in Suffolk at a much more recent date. The fairies, on one occasion, were seen dancing in a field, "the biggest about 3ft
high, the small ones like dolls. Their dresses sparkled as if with spangles - they were moving hand in hand in a ring. No noise
came from them. They seemed light and shadowy, not like solid bodies."
In the year 1855, Mr Thomas Quiller Couch, of Cornwall, states that an old friend of his knew the fairies well, that they
were "about the height of a span, clad in green, and having little straw hats, or little red caps on their heads." He, further,
says that "Our piskies (as fairies are called in Cornwall) are little beings standing midway between the purely spiritual and
the material - they have a power of making themselves seen, heard and felt." He adds that they are governed by a king.
Now I come down to modern times, and will put down here evidence that I have gathered from living people. I promise
you that the descriptions of fairies, which I shall now relate to you, are not hearsay, but the real words of people I know
very well.
A friend of mine, Mrs Salaman, a clergyman's daughter, wrote this very charming description of fairies she has seen,
especially for this book:
"I have always believed in Fairies, and can certainly testify to the fact of having seen them as
a child in the garden of my old Yorkshire home. It is many years ago now, but I have a vivid
recollection of the immense pleasure I had in watching them dancing and flitting in and out
of the bushes. Very dainty, lovely little creatures they were, and though so tiny quite perfect.
I used to watch with breathless interest so as not to startle them. They always seemed very,
very happy, and would appear and disappear quite suddenly."
Then Mr O'Brien, a Boston man, an American, one day saw fairies dancing on the sea at sunset. They were little flimsy
creatures. He told me himself they were neither good nor bad, nor mortal, nor angels, and took no earthly notice of
anybody but themselves. Two other grown-up people were with him who saw the fairies at the same time.
American fairies have been reported to me. They are said to wear little red caps and to be jovial little creatures.
Another man I know who often sees fairies, went on a fairy hunt with hi little girl one day. I don't mean they went out
with butterfly nets to catch them, but merely set off to try and spy them out. Now fairies don't show themselves to prying
eyes, but as my friend walked under a particular tree where they used to dance, he felt them. The air was thick with them,
as if thousands of cobwebs had gathered in a cloud.
I could talk a great while on this subject, but the printer will allow me no more room. He says it is time to tell proper
tales now with real princesses, dragons, giants, dwarfs, ogres, witches, and what not in them. So I will stop and give way
to his importunity, for his fingers are itching to be done with this introduction, and to set the "True and Marvellous
History of Puss in Boots," that the machine may print it for your edification. I hope that you may all be as clever as Puss,
and become in time, as he did, ornaments to your country, Prime Ministers, Presidents, or Secretaries of State at the very
least, not to mention Ambassadors and Ambassadresses, whose lives I believe are passed in splendid palaces, and who give
balls and parties every night of their lives.