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11:31I must leave you but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back to beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea! In the square below, said the happy prince, there stands a little match girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are all spoiled! Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her little head is bare. また大睦を俺の音を忘れたら、 もう一度どうぞ、 俺が何? もうここには正直、 もう一度何? 俺からは、本当にもう何と同じか 教えてから会… 母じゃへんのかなか… 最初の言いがあったんだよ 強さで同じだって 地図は逃げているから もっともっと俺が 地図は逃げてるから Then the swallow came back to the prince. You are blind now, he said, so I will stay with you always.

12:32No, little swallow, said the poor prince, you must go away to Egypt. I will stay with you always, said the swallow, and he slept at the prince's feet. All the next day he sat on the prince's shoulder, and told him stories of what he had seen in strange lands. He told him of the red ibises, who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile, and catch goldfish in their beaks, of the sphinx, who is as old as the world itself, and lives in the desert, and knows everything, of the merchants, who walk slowly by the side of their camels, and carry amber beads in their hands, of the king of the mountains of the moon, who is as black as Ebony, and worships a large crystal, of the great green snake that sleeps in a pountry, and has twenty priests defeated with honeycakes, and of the pigmies who sail over a big lake on large flat leaves, and are always at war with the butterflies. Dear little swallow, said the prince, you tell me of marvelous things, but more marvelous than anything is the suffering of men and of women. There is no mystery so great as misery. Fly over my city, little swallow, and tell me what you see there.

13:32So the swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making Mary in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at the gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets. Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another's arms to try and keep themselves warm. How hungry we are. They said. You must not lie here, shouted the watchman, and they wandered out into the rain. Then he flew back and told the prince what he had seen. I am covered with fine gold, said the prince, you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor, the living always think that gold can make them happy. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the swallow picked off, till the happy prince looked quite dull and gray. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold he brought to the poor, and the children's faces grew rosier, and they laughed and played games in the street. We have bred now. They cried. Then the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets looked as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and glistening, long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the eaves of the houses,

14:35everybody went about and furs, and the little boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice. The poor little swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not leave the prince. He loved him too well. He picked up crumbs outside the baker's door when the baker was not looking and tried to keep himself warm by flapping his wings. But at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength to fly up to the prince as shoulder once more. Goodbye, dear prince. He murmured, will you let me kiss your hand? I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last. Little swallow said the prince, you have stayed too long here, but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you. It is not to Egypt that I am going, said the swallow. I am going to the house of death. Death is the brother of sleep, is he not? And he kissed the happy prince on the lips and fell down dead at his feet. At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost. Early the next morning the mayor was walking in the square below and company

15:36with the town counsellors. As they passed the column he looked up at the statue, dear me. How shabby the happy prince looks. He said. How shabby indeed. Cry the town counsellors, who always agreed with the mayor, and they went up to look at it. The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he's golden no longer, said the mayor in fact, he is little better than a beggar. Little better than a beggar, said the town counsellors. And here is actually a dead bird at his feet. Continue the mayor. We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to be allowed to die here. And the town clerk made a note of the suggestion. So they pulled down the statue of the happy prince. As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful, said the art professor at the university. Then they melted the statue in a furnace, and the mayor held a meeting of the corporation to decide what was to be done with the metal. We must have another statue, of course, he said, and it shall be a statue of myself. Of myself, said each of the town counsellors, and they quarreled. When I last heard of them they were quarreling still.

16:40What a strange thing. Said the overseer of the workman at the foundry. This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace. We must throw it away. So they threw it on a dust heap where the dead swallow was also lying. Bring me the two most precious things in the city, said God to one of his angels, and the angel brought him the leaden heart and the dead bird. You have rightly chosen, said God, for in my garden of paradise this little bird shall sing forevermore, and in my city of gold a happy print shall praise me. 888thpp.com