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Free kindle book and epub digitized and proofread by Project Gutenberg. More than a hundred years ago, Oscar Wilde created this moving story for his children, The Happy Prince: a story of friendship, love, and a. First published by David Nutt, May, Special Edition, reset. With illustrations by Charles Robinson, published by arrangement with David Nutt by Duckworth.


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Free PDF, epub, Kindle ebook. A collection of five short stories for children by Oscar Wilde, first published in May The Happy Prince; The Nightingale And . The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Happy Prince and Other Tales, by Oscar Wilde eBook and Project Gutenberg at the bottom of this file. The Happy PrinceThe Nightingale and the RoseThe Selfish GiantThe Devoted FriendThe Remarkable Rocket.

After they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love.

The Happy Prince, and Other Tales by Oscar Wilde

All day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city. The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness.

But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw—Ah! The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks.

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His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall.

Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot chose but weep.

He was too polite to make any personal remarks out loud.

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One of the windows is open, and through it I can see a woman seated at a table. Her face is thin and worn, and she has coarse, red hands, all pricked by the needle, for she is a seamstress.

In a bed in the corner of the room her little boy is lying ill. He has a fever, and is asking for oranges. His mother has nothing to give him but river water, so he is crying.

Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, will you not bring her the ruby out of my sword-hilt? My feet are fastened to this pedestal and I cannot move. Soon they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King.

The Happy Prince and Other Tales

The King is there himself in his painted coffin. He is wrapped in yellow linen, and embalmed with spices. Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade, and his hands are like withered leaves. The boy is so thirsty, and the mother so sad. They never hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was a mark of disrespect.

But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry. He passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels were sculptured.

Then, when the autumn came they all flew away. After they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love. All day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city.

The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful.

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The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness. But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw—Ah!

The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall.

Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful.The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness. It is most famous for its title story, "The Happy Prince".

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In a town where a lot of poor people suffer, a swallow who was left behind after his flock flew off to Egypt for the winter meets the statue of the late "Happy Prince", who in reality has never experienced true happiness. Then, when the autumn came they all flew away. The Canterville Ghost Oscar Wilde.

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