6/20/2023 0 Comments The happy prince tale“See that old house across the square?” said the prince. “Up here, I can see things I never saw before and some things make me very unhappy,” said the prince. “Why are you crying then, if you’re happy?” When I grew up, I had everything anyone could ever ask for. As a boy I lived in a palace with gardens to play in. “I am the Happy Prince,” said a sad voice from up above, “because when I was alive I had a very lucky life. “I’m off!” thought the swallow but he looked up to see the statue’s face. He looked up and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.Īnother drop came down and landed on his beak. He put his head under his wing, ready to sleep when a great drop of water landed on him, splash! That evening, he flew up and perched between the statue’s feet. “I can sleep up there!” he thought, “it will be safe and dry.” “He must be important”, thought the little swallow, “but he looks sad.” The jacket buttons were made of gold and he had diamond cufflinks. The statue’s hat had beautiful blue sapphires and a big red ruby on his belt. Then he saw a very important-looking statue of a man, up high in the town square. But he slept so deeply that when he woke up, the whole flock had set off. Our little swallow was so tired that he couldn’t wait to tuck his head under his wing and go to sleep. This one was flying with his flock to Egypt for the winter.Įvery year the swallows stopped to rest at the same little town on the way. Once upon a time there was a tiny swallow.
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