East of the Sun and West of the Moon is a Norwegian folk tale.
East of the Sun and West of the Moon was collected by Peter Christen Asbjørnsen and Jørgen Moe. It is Aarne-Thompson type 425A, the search for the lost husband; other tales of this type include Black Bull of Norroway, The King of Love, The Brown Bear of Norway, The Daughter of the Skies, The Enchanted Pig, The Tale of the Hoodie, Master Semolina, The Sprig of Rosemary, The Enchanted Snake, and White-Bear-King-Valemon. The Swedish version is called Prince Hat under the Ground.
It was included by Andrew Lang in The Blue Fairy Book.
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