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Through a little hole in the wall the children had crept in, and they were sitting in the branches of the trees.

8other

'Do you really think I shall?' asked little Hans.

0joy

And the Woodcutter carried her to his own house, and his wife had care of her, and when she rose up from the swoon into which she had fallen, they set meat and drink before her, and bade her have comfort.

4trust

How happy we were there, they said to each other.

1sadness

And the Star–Child frowned and said to himself, 'What is this that they say to me?

6surprise

And on the morrow the Woodcutter took the curious cloak of gold and placed it in a great chest, and a chain of amber that was round the child’s neck his wife took and set it in the chest also.

7anticipation

I am sure that he has not often got such a chance of improving his mind.

4trust

But the leper entreated him sore, so that the Star–Child had pity on him, and gave him the piece of yellow gold.

4trust

Just look at those yellow tulips.

6surprise

At the gate of the Castle the Prince was waiting to receive her.

7anticipation

But the thorn had not yet reached her heart, so the rose's heart remained white, for only a Nightingale's heart's-blood can crimson the heart of a rose.

4trust

Tell me, canst thou see my mother?'

3fear

And, as he turned away weeping, one whose armour was inlaid with gilt flowers, and on whose helmet couched a lion that had wings, came up and made inquiry of the soldiers who it was who had sought entrance.

6surprise

Yes, that is just what I want to know, said the Duck, and she swam away to the end of the pond, and stood upon her head, in order to give her children a good example.

6surprise

Here at last is a true lover, said the Nightingale.

0joy

He spoke of the matter at great length, and I am sure he must have been right, for he had blue spectacles and a bald head, and whenever the young man made any remark, he always answered 'Pooh!'

8other

Therefore weep no more but be glad.'

0joy

'Well, really,' said the Miller, 'I think that, considering that I am going to give you my wheelbarrow, it is rather unfriendly of you to refuse.'

4trust

I dare say that if I knew him I should not be his friend at all.

5disgust

One night there flew over the city a little Swallow.

8other

However, I don't care a bit.

8other

Really, when I begin to reflect on the importance of my position, I am almost moved to tears.

1sadness

But as they were bewailing their misery to each other this strange thing happened.

1sadness

'Well, really, that is generous of you,' said little Hans, and his funny round face glowed all over with pleasure.

0joy

And being weary she sat her down under a chestnut–tree to rest.

8other

But he answered him: 'Nay, for the cloak is neither mine nor thine, but the child’s only,' and he bade him Godspeed, and went to his own house and knocked.

8other

'Weet! weet! weet!' twittered the green Linnets, 'the old Earth is dead and they have laid her out in her white shroud.'

6surprise

'Ugh!' snarled the Wolf, as he limped through the brushwood with his tail between his legs, 'this is perfectly monstrous weather.

2anger

He played very badly, but no one had ever dared to tell him so, because he was the King.

5disgust

Romance never dies.

7anticipation

Well, I said Pylotechnic, answered the Rocket, in a severe tone of voice, and the Bengal Light felt so crushed that he began at once to bully the little squibs, in order to show that he was still a person of some importance.

2anger

Why, if little Hans came up here, and saw our warm fire, and our good supper, and our great cask of red wine, he might get envious, and envy is a most terrible thing, and would spoil anybody's nature.

3fear

What a curious shape you are!

6surprise

If so, I will listen to it, for I am extremely fond of fiction.

7anticipation

For I see none here but this vile beggar–woman.'

1sadness

I never said I knew him, answered the Rocket.

4trust

But nobody saw him.

1sadness

Good heavens! cried the Goose.

6surprise

But a second rap came, and then a third, louder than any of the others.

3fear

Was he very distinguished? asked the Water-rat.

7anticipation

What disobedient children! cried the old Water-rat, "they really deserve to be drowned."

5disgust

What a pity!

1sadness

Let us leave it here, and go our way, seeing that we are poor men, and have children of our own whose bread we may not give to another.'

8other

The best thing in him was the gunpowder, and that was so wet with tears that it was of no use.

1sadness

And the Linnet answered, 'Thou hast clipt my wings for thy pleasure.

2anger

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing round the old sun-dial.

7anticipation

'What a silly boy you are'! cried the Miller, 'I really don't know what is the use of sending you to school.

2anger

Often did the old priest send for him, and seek to teach him the love of living things, saying to him: 'The fly is thy brother.

4trust

Why!

6surprise

But the Tree shook its head.

1sadness

As they passed the column he looked up at the statue: "Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince looks!" he said.

6surprise

'You are certainly very thoughtful about others,' answered the Wife, as she sat in her comfortable armchair by the big pinewood fire, 'very thoughtful indeed.

0joy

I shall never get over it."

1sadness

Flamecoloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body.

6surprise

And the Star–Child took the piece of yellow gold, and put it in his wallet, and hurried to the city.

7anticipation

The negroes chattered to each other, and began to quarrel over a string of bright beads.

2anger

Anybody can say charming things and try to please and to flatter, but a true friend always says unpleasant things, and does not mind giving pain.

4trust

They were extremely practical, and whenever they objected to anything they called it humbug.

2anger

The Prince gives a ball to-morrow night, murmured the young Student, "and my love will be of the company.

7anticipation

Indeed, if he is a really true friend he prefers it, for he knows that then he is doing good.'

4trust

And his companions followed him, for he was fair, and fleet of foot, and could dance, and pipe, and make music.

0joy

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose-tree that was growing beneath the Student's window.

7anticipation

Yes, you may set your mind at ease, I will give you my wheelbarrow.'

8other

Look, look! cried the Tree, "the rose is finished now", but the Nightingale made no answer, for she was lying dead in the long grass, with the thorn in her heart.

7anticipation

The little Squirrels, who lived inside the tall fir–tree, kept rubbing each other’s noses to keep themselves warm, and the Rabbits curled themselves up in their holes, and did not venture even to look out of doors.

3fear

What are fireworks like? she had asked the Prince, one morning, as she was walking on the terrace.

7anticipation

I am his best friend, and I will always watch over him, and see that he is not led into any temptations.

4trust

You were talking about yourself, replied the Roman Candle.

8other

But when I think that they might lose their only son, I certainly am very much affected."

1sadness

Every one was a great success except the Remarkable Rocket.

6surprise

But the Oak-tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nightingale who had built her nest in his branches.

1sadness

Get thee gone.

2anger

And the Star–Child grew red with anger, and stamped his foot upon the ground, and said, 'Who art thou to question me what I do?

2anger

Get thee away quickly, and at sunset I will be waiting for thee at the door of the garden.

7anticipation

So he came near and threw stones at her, and mocked her, and she looked at him with terror in her eyes, nor did she move her gaze from him.

3fear

Suddenly he rubbed his eyes in wonder, and looked and looked.

6surprise

At present you have only the practice of friendship, some day you will have the theory also.'

6surprise

And when the children ran in that afternoon, they found the Giant lying dead under the tree, all covered with white blossoms.

1sadness

Romance is dead, Romance is dead, Romance is dead, she murmured.

1sadness

'And what signs didst thou find with him?' she cried.

7anticipation

I am going to bring them into the market and sell them to the Burgomaster's daughter, and buy back my wheelbarrow with the money.'

7anticipation

'It is some poor traveller,' said little Hans to himself, and he ran to the door.

7anticipation

And the woman answered him, 'I am thy mother.'

0joy

And when the woman heard these words she gave a loud cry, and fell into a swoon.

6surprise

And what, pray, is your idea of the duties of a devoted friend? asked a Green Linnet, who was sitting in a willow-tree hard by, and had overheard the conversation.

4trust

He was something of a politician, and had always taken a prominent part in the local elections, so he knew the proper Parliamentary expressions to use.

8other

No, answered the Linnet, "I don't think he was distinguished at all, except for his kind heart, and his funny round good-humoured face.

0joy

But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her", and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.

1sadness

The only thing that sustains one through life is the consciousness of the immense inferiority of everybody else, and this is a feeling that I have always cultivated.

5disgust

Certainly not, answered the Linnet, "that is the beginning."

7anticipation

At last he lost his way, and wandered off on the moor, which was a very dangerous place, as it was full of deep holes, and there poor little Hans was drowned.

3fear

It was a very wild night, and the wind was blowing and roaring round the house so terribly that at first he thought it was merely the storm.

3fear

The poor children had now nowhere to play.

1sadness

But his face was strangely pale, and as he fell upon the deck the blood gushed from his ears and nostrils.

3fear

And when the Woodcutter, who was cleaving logs in a haggard hard by, saw what the Star–Child was doing, he ran up and rebuked him, and said to him: 'Surely thou art hard of heart and knowest not mercy, for what evil has this poor woman done to thee that thou shouldst treat her in this wise?'

2anger

But go to my brother who grows round the old sun-dial, and perhaps he will give you what you want."

4trust

But pray go on with your story.

8other

What a pity it is that they do not mean anything, or do any practical good."

5disgust

His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense."

7anticipation

That is a very selfish reason, said the Rocket angrily.

2anger