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+ <body lang="en-US" text="#00000a" link="#000080" vlink="#800000" dir="ltr">
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+ <ol><li><h1 class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2; border-top: none; border-bottom: 1px dotted #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; padding-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0.01in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in">
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+ <span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#333333"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif"><font size="4" style="font-size: 14pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">The
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+ Happy Prince</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></h1>
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+ </ol>
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+ <p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2; margin-bottom: 0in"><strong><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#333333"><font face="Verdana, sans-serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 9pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">by
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+ Oscar Wilde</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></strong></p>
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+ <p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in"><br/>
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+
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+ </p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: small-caps"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">High</span></span></span></font></font></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">&nbsp;above
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+ the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He
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+ was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had
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+ two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">He
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+ was very much admired indeed. “He is as beautiful as a
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+ weathercock,” remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to
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+ gain a reputation for having artistic tastes; “only not quite so
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+ useful,” he added, fearing lest people should think him
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+ unpractical, which he really was not.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Why
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+ can’t you be like the Happy Prince?” asked a sensible mother of
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+ her little boy who was crying for the moon. “The Happy Prince never
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+ dreams of crying for anything.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy,”
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+ muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">He
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+ looks just like an angel,” said the Charity Children as they came
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+ out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks and their clean
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+ white pinafores.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">How
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+ do you know?” said the Mathematical Master, “you have never seen
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+ one.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Ah!
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+ but we have, in our dreams,” answered the children; and the
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+ Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe, for he did not
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+ approve of children dreaming.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">One
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+ night there flew over the city a little Swallow. His friends had gone
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+ away to Egypt six weeks before, but he had stayed behind, for he was
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+ in love with the most beautiful Reed. He had met her early in the
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+ spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth, and
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+ had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to
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+ talk to her.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Shall
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+ I love you?” said the Swallow, who liked to come to the point at
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+ once, and the Reed made him a low bow. So he flew round and round
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+ her, touching the water with his wings, and making silver ripples.
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+ This was his courtship, and it lasted all through the summer.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">It
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+ is a ridiculous attachment,” twittered the other Swallows; “she
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+ has no money, and far too many relations”; and indeed the river was
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+ quite full of Reeds. Then, when the autumn came they all flew away.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">After
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+ they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love.
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+ “She has no conversation,” he said, “and I am afraid that she
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+ is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind.” And
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+ certainly, whenever the wind blew, the Reed made the most graceful
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+ curtseys. “I admit that she is domestic,” he continued, “but I
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+ love travelling, and my wife, consequently, should love travelling
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+ also.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Will
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+ you come away with me?” he said finally to her; but the Reed shook
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+ her head, she was so attached to her home.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">You
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+ have been trifling with me,” he cried. “I am off to the Pyramids.
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+ Good-bye!” and he flew away.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">All
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+ day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city. “Where
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+ shall I put up?” he said; “I hope the town has made
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+ preparations.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ he saw the statue on the tall column.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ will put up there,” he cried; “it is a fine position, with plenty
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+ of fresh air.” So he alighted just between the feet of the Happy
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+ Prince.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ have a golden bedroom,” he said softly to himself as he looked
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+ round, and he prepared to go to sleep; but just as he was putting his
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+ head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him. “What a
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+ curious thing!” he cried; “there is not a single cloud in the
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+ sky, the stars are quite clear and bright, and yet it is raining. The
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+ climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to
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+ like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ another drop fell.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">What
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+ is the use of a statue if it cannot keep the rain off?” he said; “I
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+ must look for a good chimney-pot,” and he determined to fly away.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">But
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+ before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up,
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+ and saw—Ah! what did he see?</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">The
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+ eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were
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+ running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the
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+ moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Who
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+ are you?” he said.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am the Happy Prince.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Why
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+ are you weeping then?” asked the Swallow; “you have quite
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+ drenched me.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">When
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+ I was alive and had a human heart,” answered the statue, “I did
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+ not know what tears were, for I lived in the Palace of Sans-Souci,
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+ where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my
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+ companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the
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+ Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared
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+ to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My
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+ courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if
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+ pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am
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+ dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness
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+ and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead
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+ yet I cannot chose but weep.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">What!
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+ is he not solid gold?” said the Swallow to himself. He was too
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+ polite to make any personal remarks out loud.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Far
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+ away,” continued the statue in a low musical voice, “far away in
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+ a little street there is a poor house. One of the windows is open,
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+ and through it I can see a woman seated at a table. Her face is thin
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+ and worn, and she has coarse, red hands, all pricked by the needle,
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+ at the next Court-ball. In a bed in the corner of the room her little
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+ boy is lying ill. He has a fever, and is asking for oranges. His
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+ mother has nothing to give him but river water, so he is crying.
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+ Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, will you not bring her the ruby out
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am waited for in Egypt,” said the Swallow. “My friends are flying
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+ they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King. The King is
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+ there himself in his painted coffin. He is wrapped in yellow linen,
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+ and embalmed with spices. Round his neck is a chain of pale green
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+ jade, and his hands are like withered leaves.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “will you not stay
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+ with me for one night, and be my messenger? The boy is so thirsty,
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+ and the mother so sad.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ don’t think I like boys,” answered the Swallow. “Last summer,
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+ when I was staying on the river, there were two rude boys, the
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+ miller’s sons, who were always throwing stones at me. They never
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+ hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and
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+ besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was
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+ a mark of disrespect.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">But
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+ the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry. “It
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+ is very cold here,” he said; “but I will stay with you for one
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+ night, and be your messenger.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Thank
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+ you, little Swallow,” said the Prince.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">So
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+ the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince’s sword, and
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+ flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">He
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+ passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels were
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+ sculptured. He passed by the palace and heard the sound of dancing. A
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+ beautiful girl came out on the balcony with her lover. “How
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+ wonderful the stars are,” he said to her, “and how wonderful is
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+ the power of love!”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ hope my dress will be ready in time for the State-ball,” she
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+ answered; “I have ordered passion-flowers to be embroidered on it;
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+ but the seamstresses are so lazy.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">He
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+ passed over the river, and saw the lanterns hanging to the masts of
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+ the ships. He passed over the Ghetto, and saw the old Jews bargaining
196
+ with each other, and weighing out money in copper scales. At last he
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+ came to the poor house and looked in. The boy was tossing feverishly
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+ on his bed, and the mother had fallen asleep, she was so tired. In he
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+ hopped, and laid the great ruby on the table beside the woman’s
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+ thimble. Then he flew gently round the bed, fanning the boy’s
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+ forehead with his wings. “How cool I feel,” said the boy, “I
202
+ must be getting better”; and he sank into a delicious slumber.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ the Swallow flew back to the Happy Prince, and told him what he had
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+ done. “It is curious,” he remarked, “but I feel quite warm now,
206
+ although it is so cold.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">That
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+ is because you have done a good action,” said the Prince. And the
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+ little Swallow began to think, and then he fell asleep. Thinking
210
+ always made him sleepy.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">When
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+ day broke he flew down to the river and had a bath. “What a
213
+ remarkable phenomenon,” said the Professor of Ornithology as he was
214
+ passing over the bridge. “A swallow in winter!” And he wrote a
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+ long letter about it to the local newspaper. Every one quoted it, it
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+ was full of so many words that they could not understand.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">To-night
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+ I go to Egypt,” said the Swallow, and he was in high spirits at the
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+ prospect. He visited all the public monuments, and sat a long time on
220
+ top of the church steeple. Wherever he went the Sparrows chirruped,
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+ and said to each other, “What a distinguished stranger!” so he
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+ enjoyed himself very much.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">When
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+ the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince. “Have you any
225
+ commissions for Egypt?” he cried; “I am just starting.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “will you not stay
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+ with me one night longer?”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am waited for in Egypt,” answered the Swallow. “To-morrow my
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+ friends will fly up to the Second Cataract. The river-horse couches
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+ there among the bulrushes, and on a great granite throne sits the God
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+ Memnon. All night long he watches the stars, and when the morning
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+ star shines he utters one cry of joy, and then he is silent. At noon
235
+ the yellow lions come down to the water’s edge to drink. They have
236
+ eyes like green beryls, and their roar is louder than the roar of the
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+ cataract.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “far away across the
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+ city I see a young man in a garret. He is leaning over a desk covered
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+ with papers, and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of
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+ withered violets. His hair is brown and crisp, and his lips are red
243
+ as a pomegranate, and he has large and dreamy eyes. He is trying to
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+ finish a play for the Director of the Theatre, but he is too cold to
245
+ write any more. There is no fire in the grate, and hunger has made
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+ him faint.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ will wait with you one night longer,” said the Swallow, who really
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+ had a good heart. “Shall I take him another ruby?”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Alas!
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+ I have no ruby now,” said the Prince; “my eyes are all that I
252
+ have left. They are made of rare sapphires, which were brought out of
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+ India a thousand years ago. Pluck out one of them and take it to him.
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+ He will sell it to the jeweller, and buy food and firewood, and
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+ finish his play.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Dear
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+ Prince,” said the Swallow, “I cannot do that”; and he began to
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+ weep.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “do as I command you.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">So
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+ the Swallow plucked out the Prince’s eye, and flew away to the
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+ student’s garret. It was easy enough to get in, as there was a hole
264
+ in the roof. Through this he darted, and came into the room. The
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+ young man had his head buried in his hands, so he did not hear the
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+ flutter of the bird’s wings, and when he looked up he found the
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+ beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am beginning to be appreciated,” he cried; “this is from some
270
+ great admirer. Now I can finish my play,” and he looked quite
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+ happy.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">The
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+ next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour. He sat on the mast of
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+ a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the
275
+ hold with ropes. “Heave a-hoy!” they shouted as each chest came
276
+ up. “I am going to Egypt”! cried the Swallow, but nobody minded,
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+ and when the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am come to bid you good-bye,” he cried.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “will you not stay
282
+ with me one night longer?”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">It
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+ is winter,” answered the Swallow, “and the chill snow will soon
285
+ be here. In Egypt the sun is warm on the green palm-trees, and the
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+ crocodiles lie in the mud and look lazily about them. My companions
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+ are building a nest in the Temple of Baalbec, and the pink and white
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+ doves are watching them, and cooing to each other. Dear Prince, I
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+ must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will
290
+ bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given
291
+ away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire
292
+ shall be as blue as the great sea.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">In
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+ the square below,” said the Happy Prince, “there stands a little
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+ match-girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are
296
+ all spoiled. Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some
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+ money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her
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+ little head is bare. Pluck out my other eye, and give it to her, and
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+ her father will not beat her.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ will stay with you one night longer,” said the Swallow, “but I
302
+ cannot pluck out your eye. You would be quite blind then.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
303
+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Swallow,
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+ Swallow, little Swallow,” said the Prince, “do as I command you.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
305
+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">So
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+ he plucked out the Prince’s other eye, and darted down with it. He
307
+ swooped past the match-girl, and slipped the jewel into the palm of
308
+ her hand. “What a lovely bit of glass,” cried the little girl;
309
+ and she ran home, laughing.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ the Swallow came back to the Prince. “You are blind now,” he
312
+ said, “so I will stay with you always.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
313
+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">No,
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+ little Swallow,” said the poor Prince, “you must go away to
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+ Egypt.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ will stay with you always,” said the Swallow, and he slept at the
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+ Prince’s feet.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">All
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+ the next day he sat on the Prince’s shoulder, and told him stories
321
+ of what he had seen in strange lands. He told him of the red ibises,
322
+ who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile, and catch gold-fish
323
+ in their beaks; of the Sphinx, who is as old as the world itself, and
324
+ lives in the desert, and knows everything; of the merchants, who walk
325
+ slowly by the side of their camels, and carry amber beads in their
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+ hands; of the King of the Mountains of the Moon, who is as black as
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+ ebony, and worships a large crystal; of the great green snake that
328
+ sleeps in a palm-tree, and has twenty priests to feed it with
329
+ honey-cakes; and of the pygmies who sail over a big lake on large
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+ flat leaves, and are always at war with the butterflies.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Dear
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+ little Swallow,” said the Prince, “you tell me of marvellous
333
+ things, but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and
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+ of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery. Fly over my city,
335
+ little Swallow, and tell me what you see there.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">So
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+ the Swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making merry
338
+ in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at the
339
+ gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving
340
+ children looking out listlessly at the black streets. Under the
341
+ archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another’s
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+ arms to try and keep themselves warm. “How hungry we are!” they
343
+ said. “You must not lie here,” shouted the Watchman, and they
344
+ wandered out into the rain.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
347
+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am covered with fine gold,” said the Prince, “you must take it
349
+ off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor; the living always think
350
+ that gold can make them happy.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Leaf
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+ after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off, till the Happy
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+ Prince looked quite dull and grey. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold
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+ he brought to the poor, and the children’s faces grew rosier, and
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+ they laughed and played games in the street. “We have bread now!”
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+ they cried.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Then
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+ the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets looked
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+ as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and glistening;
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+ long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the eaves of the
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+ houses, everybody went about in furs, and the little boys wore
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+ scarlet caps and skated on the ice.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">The
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+ poor little Swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not leave
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+ the Prince, he loved him too well. He picked up crumbs outside the
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+ baker’s door when the baker was not looking and tried to keep
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+ himself warm by flapping his wings.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">But
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+ at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength to fly
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+ up to the Prince’s shoulder once more. “Good-bye, dear Prince!”
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+ he murmured, “will you let me kiss your hand?”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">I
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+ am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow,” said
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+ the Prince, “you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on
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+ the lips, for I love you.”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">It
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+ is not to Egypt that I am going,” said the Swallow. “I am going
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+ to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?”</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">And
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+ he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at his
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+ feet.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">At
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+ that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if
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+ something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped
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+ right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Early
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+ the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company
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+ with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column he looked up at
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+ the statue: “Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince looks!” he
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+ said.</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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+ <p class="western" align="justify" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2"><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><span style="letter-spacing: normal">“</span></font></span><span style="font-variant: normal"><font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman, serif"><font size="2" style="font-size: 10pt"><span style="letter-spacing: normal"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">How
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+ shabby indeed!” cried the Town Councillors, who always agreed with
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+ the Mayor; and they went up to look at it... [rest skipped]</span></span></span></font></font></font></span></p>
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