1 | THE HAPPY PRINCE |
2 | High above the city , on a tall column , stood the statue of the Happy Prince . |
3 | He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold , for eyes he had two bright sapphires , and a large red ruby glowed on his sword - hilt . |
4 | He was very much admired indeed . |
5 | “ He is as beautiful as a weathercock , ” remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to gain a reputation for having artistic tastes ; |
6 | “ only not quite so useful , ” he added fearing lest people should think him unpractical , which he really was not . |
7 | “ Why ca n't you be like the Happy Prince ? ” asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon . |
8 | “ The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything . ” |
9 | “ I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy , ” muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue . |
10 | “ He looks just like an angel , ” said the Charity Children as they came out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks and their clean white pinafores . |
11 | “ How do you know ? ” said the Mathematical Master , |
12 | “ you have never seen one . ” |
13 | “ Ah ! but we have , in our dreams , ” answered the children ; |
14 | and the Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe , for he did not approve of children dreaming . |
15 | One night there flew over the city a little Swallow . |
16 | His friends had gone away to Egypt six weeks before , but he had stayed behind , for he was in love with the most beautiful Reed . |
17 | He had met her early in the spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth , and had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to talk to her . |
18 | “ Shall I love you ? ” said the Swallow , who liked to come to the point at once , and the Reed made him a low bow . |
19 | So he flew round and round her , touching the water with his wings , and making silver ripples . |
20 | This was his courtship , and it lasted all through the summer . |
21 | “ It is a ridiculous attachment , ” twittered the other Swallows ; |
22 | “ she has no money , and far too many relations ; ” |
23 | and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds . |
24 | Then , when the autumn came they all flew away . |
25 | After they had gone he felt lonely , and began to tire of his lady - love . |
26 | “ She has no conversation , ” he said , “ and I am afraid that she is a coquette , for she is always flirting with the wind . ” |
27 | And certainly , whenever the wind blew , the Reed made the most graceful curtseys . |
28 | “ I admit that she is domestic , ” he continued , ” but I love travelling , and my wife , consequently , should love travelling also . ” |
29 | “ Will you come away with me ? ” he said finally to her ; |
30 | but the Reed shook her head , she was so attached to her home . |
31 | “ You have been trifling with me , ” he cried . |
32 | “ I am off to the Pyramids . Good - bye ! ” |
33 | and he flew away . |
34 | All day long he flew , and at night - time he arrived at the city . |
35 | “ Where shall I put up ? ” he said ; |
36 | “ I hope the town has made preparations . ” |
37 | Then he saw the statue on the tall column . |
38 | “ I will put up there , ” he cried ; |
39 | “ it is a fine position , with plenty of fresh air . ” |
40 | So he alighted just between the feet of the Happy Prince . |
41 | “ I have a golden bedroom , ” he said softly to himself as he looked round , and he prepared to go to sleep ; |
42 | but just as he was putting his head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him . |
43 | “ What a curious thing ! ” he cried ; |
44 | “ there is not a single cloud in the sky , the stars are quite clear and bright , and yet it is raining . |
45 | The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful . |
46 | The Reed used to like the rain , but that was merely her selfishness . ” |
47 | Then another drop fell . |
48 | “ What is the use of a statue if it can not keep the rain off ? ” he said ; |
49 | “ I must look for a good chimney - pot , ” |
50 | and he determined to fly away . |
51 | But before he had opened his wings , a third drop fell , and he looked up , and saw — Ah ! |
52 | what did he see ? |
53 | The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears , and tears were running down his golden cheeks . |
54 | His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity . |
55 | “ Who are you ? ” he said . |
56 | “ I am the Happy Prince . ” |
57 | “ Why are you weeping then ? ” asked the Swallow ; |
58 | “ you have quite drenched me . ” |
59 | “ When I was alive and had a human heart , ” answered the statue , “ I did not know what tears were , for I lived in the Palace of Sans - Souci , where sorrow is not allowed to enter . |
60 | In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden , and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall . |
61 | Round the garden ran a very lofty wall , but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it , everything about me was so beautiful . |
62 | My courtiers called me the Happy Prince , and happy indeed I was , if pleasure be happiness . |
63 | So I lived , and so I died . |
64 | 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 can not choose but weep . ” |
65 | “ What ! is he not solid gold ? ” said the Swallow to himself . |
66 | He was too polite to make any personal remarks out loud . |
67 | “ Far away , ” continued the statue in a low musical voice , “ far away in a little street there is a poor house . |
68 | One of the windows is open , and through it I can see a woman seated at a table . |
69 | Her face is thin and worn , and she has coarse , red hands , all pricked by the needle , for she is a seamstress . |
70 | She is embroidering passion - flowers on a satin gown for the loveliest of the Queen 's maids - of - honour to wear at the next Court - ball . |
71 | In a bed in the corner of the room her little boy is lying ill . |
72 | He has a fever , and is asking for oranges . |
73 | His mother has nothing to give him but river water , so he is crying . |
74 | Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , will you not bring her the ruby out of my sword - hilt ? |
75 | My feet are fastened to this pedestal |
76 | and I can not move . ” |
77 | “ I am waited for in Egypt , ” said the Swallow . |
78 | “ My friends are flying up and down the Nile , and talking to the large lotus - flowers . |
79 | Soon they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King . |
80 | The King is there himself in his painted coffin . |
81 | He is wrapped in yellow linen , and embalmed with spices . |
82 | Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade , and his hands are like withered leaves . ” |
83 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ will you not stay with me for one night , and be my messenger ? |
84 | The boy is so thirsty , and the mother so sad . ” |
85 | “ I do n't think I like boys , ” answered the Swallow . |
86 | “ Last summer , when I was staying on the river , there were two rude boys , the miller 's sons , who were always throwing stones at me . |
87 | They never hit me , of course ; |
88 | 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 . ” |
89 | But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry . |
90 | “ It is very cold here , ” he said ; |
91 | “ but I will stay with you for one night , and be your messenger . ” |
92 | “ Thank you , little Swallow , ” said the Prince . |
93 | So the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince 's sword , and flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town . |
94 | He passed by the cathedral tower , where the white marble angels were sculptured . |
95 | He passed by the palace and heard the sound of dancing . |
96 | A beautiful girl came out on the balcony with her lover . |
97 | “ How wonderful the stars are , ” he said to her , “ and how wonderful is the power of love ! ” |
98 | “ I hope my dress will be ready in time for the State - ball , ” she answered ; |
99 | “ I have ordered passion - flowers to be embroidered on it ; but the seamstresses are so lazy . ” |
100 | He passed over the river , and saw the lanterns hanging to the masts of the ships . |
101 | He passed over the Ghetto , and saw the old Jews bargaining with each other , and weighing out money in copper scales . |
102 | At last he came to the poor house and looked in . |
103 | The boy was tossing feverishly on his bed , and the mother had fallen asleep , she was so tired . |
104 | In he hopped , and laid the great ruby on the table beside the woman 's thimble . |
105 | Then he flew gently round the bed , fanning the boy 's forehead with his wings . |
106 | “ How cool I feel ! ” said the boy , |
107 | “ I must be getting better ; ” |
108 | and he sank into a delicious slumber . |
109 | Then the Swallow flew back to the Happy Prince , and told him what he had done . |
110 | “ It is curious , ” he remarked , |
111 | “ but I feel quite warm now , although it is so cold . ” |
112 | “ That is because you have done a good action , ” said the Prince . |
113 | And the little Swallow began to think , and then he fell asleep . |
114 | Thinking always made him sleepy . |
115 | When day broke he flew down to the river and had a bath . |
116 | “ What a remarkable phenomenon , ” said the Professor of Ornithology as he was passing over the bridge . |
117 | “ A swallow in winter ! ” |
118 | And he wrote a long letter about it to the local newspaper . |
119 | Every one quoted it , |
120 | it was full of so many words that they could not understand . |
121 | “ To - night I go to Egypt , ” said the Swallow , |
122 | and he was in high spirits at the prospect . |
123 | He visited all the public monuments , and sat a long time on top of the church steeple . |
124 | Wherever he went the Sparrows chirruped , and said to each other , “ What a distinguished stranger ! ” |
125 | so he enjoyed himself very much . |
126 | When the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince . |
127 | “ Have you any commissions for Egypt ? ” he cried ; |
128 | “ I am just starting . ” |
129 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ will you not stay with me one night longer ? ” |
130 | “ I am waited for in Egypt , ” answered the Swallow . |
131 | “ To - morrow my friends will fly up to the Second Cataract . |
132 | The river - horse couches there among the bulrushes , and on a great granite throne sits the God Memnon . |
133 | All night long he watches the stars , and when the morning star shines he utters one cry of joy , and then he is silent . |
134 | At noon the yellow lions come down to the water 's edge to drink . |
135 | They have eyes like green beryls , and their roar is louder than the roar of the cataract . ” |
136 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ far away across the city I see a young man in a garret . |
137 | He is leaning over a desk covered with papers , and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of withered violets . |
138 | His hair is brown and crisp , and his lips are red as a pomegranate , and he has large and dreamy eyes . |
139 | He is trying to finish a play for the Director of the Theatre , but he is too cold to write any more . |
140 | There is no fire in the grate , and hunger has made him faint . ” |
141 | “ I will wait with you one night longer , ” said the Swallow , who really had a good heart . |
142 | “ Shall I take him another ruby ? ” |
143 | “ Alas ! I have no ruby now , ” said the Prince ; |
144 | “ my eyes are all that I have left . |
145 | They are made of rare sapphires , which were brought out of India a thousand years ago . |
146 | Pluck out one of them and take it to him . |
147 | He will sell it to the jeweller , and buy food and firewood , and finish his play . ” |
148 | “ Dear Prince , ” said the Swallow , “ I can not do that ” ; |
149 | and he began to weep . |
150 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ do as I command you . ” |
151 | So the Swallow plucked out the Prince 's eye , and flew away to the student 's garret . |
152 | It was easy enough to get in , as there was a hole in the roof . |
153 | Through this he darted , and came into the room . |
154 | The young man had his head buried in his hands , so he did not hear the flutter of the bird 's wings , and when he looked up he found the beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets . |
155 | “ I am beginning to be appreciated , ” he cried ; |
156 | “ this is from some great admirer . |
157 | Now I can finish my play , ” |
158 | and he looked quite happy . |
159 | The next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour . |
160 | He sat on the mast of a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the hold with ropes . |
161 | “ Heave a - hoy ! ” they shouted as each chest came up . |
162 | “ I am going to Egypt ! ” cried the Swallow , |
163 | but nobody minded , and when the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince . |
164 | “ I am come to bid you good - bye , ” he cried . |
165 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ will you not stay with me one night longer ? ” |
166 | “ It is winter , ” answered the Swallow , |
167 | “ and the chill snow will soon be here . |
168 | In Egypt the sun is warm on the green palm - trees , and the crocodiles lie in the mud and look lazily about them . |
169 | My companions are building a nest in the Temple of Baalbec , and the pink and white doves are watching them , and cooing to each other . |
170 | Dear Prince , I must leave you , but I will never forget you , and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away . |
171 | The ruby shall be redder than a red rose , and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea . ” |
172 | “ In the square below , ” said the Happy Prince , “ there stands a little match - girl . |
173 | She has let her matches fall in the gutter , and they are all spoiled . |
174 | Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money , and she is crying . |
175 | She has no shoes or stockings , and her little head is bare . |
176 | Pluck out my other eye and give it to her , and her father will not beat her . ” |
177 | “ I will stay with you one night longer , ” said the Swallow , |
178 | “ but I can not pluck out your eye . |
179 | You would be quite blind then . ” |
180 | “ Swallow , Swallow , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ do as I command you . ” |
181 | So he plucked out the Prince 's other eye , and darted down with it . |
182 | He swooped past the match - girl , and slipped the jewel into the palm of her hand . |
183 | “ What a lovely bit of glass ! ” cried the little girl ; |
184 | and she ran home , laughing . |
185 | Then the Swallow came back to the Prince . |
186 | “ You are blind now , ” he said , |
187 | “ so I will stay with you always . ” |
188 | “ No , little Swallow , ” said the poor Prince , “ you must go away to Egypt . ” |
189 | “ I will stay with you always , ” said the Swallow , |
190 | and he slept at the Prince 's feet . |
191 | All the next day he sat on the Prince 's shoulder , and told him stories of what he had seen in strange lands . |
192 | He told him of the red ibises , who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile , and catch gold - fish 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 palm tree , and has twenty priests to feed it with honey - cakes ; and of the pygmies who sail over a big lake on large flat leaves , and are always at war with the butterflies . |
193 | “ Dear little Swallow , ” said the Prince , “ you tell me of marvellous things , but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and of women . |
194 | There is no Mystery so great as Misery . |
195 | Fly over my city , little Swallow , and tell me what you see there . ” |
196 | So the Swallow flew over the great city , and saw the rich making merry in their beautiful houses , while the beggars were sitting at the gates . |
197 | He flew into dark lanes , and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets . |
198 | Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another 's arms to try and keep themselves warm . |
199 | “ How hungry we are ! ” they said . |
200 | “ You must not lie here , ” shouted the Watchman , and they wandered out into the rain . |
201 | Then he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen . |
202 | “ I am covered with fine gold , ” said the Prince , |
203 | “ you must take it off , leaf by leaf , and give it to my poor ; |
204 | the living always think that gold can make them happy . ” |
205 | Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off , till the Happy Prince looked quite dull and grey . |
206 | 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 . |
207 | “ We have bread now ! ” they cried . |
208 | Then the snow came , and after the snow came the frost . |
209 | 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 , everybody went about in furs , and the little boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice . |
210 | The poor little Swallow grew colder and colder , but he would not leave the Prince , he loved him too well . |
211 | 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 . |
212 | But at last he knew that he was going to die . |
213 | He had just strength to fly up to the Prince 's shoulder once more . |
214 | “ Good - bye , dear Prince ! ” he murmured , |
215 | “ will you let me kiss your hand ? ” |
216 | “ I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last , little Swallow , ” said the Prince , |
217 | “ you have stayed too long here ; but you must kiss me on the lips , for I love you . ” |
218 | “ It is not to Egypt that I am going , ” said the Swallow . |
219 | “ I am going to the House of Death . |
220 | Death is the brother of Sleep , is he not ? ” |
221 | And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips , and fell down dead at his feet . |
222 | At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue , as if something had broken . |
223 | The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two . |
224 | It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost . |
225 | Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company with the Town Councillors . |
226 | As they passed the column he looked up at the statue : |
227 | “ Dear me ! how shabby the Happy Prince looks ! ” he said . |
228 | “ How shabby indeed ! ” cried the Town Councillors , who always agreed with the Mayor ; |
229 | and they went up to look at it . |
230 | “ The ruby has fallen out of his sword , his eyes are gone , and he is golden no longer , ” said the Mayor ; |
231 | “ in fact , he is little better than a beggar ! ” |
232 | “ Little better than a beggar , ” said the Town Councillors . |
233 | “ And here is actually a dead bird at his feet ! ” continued the Mayor . |
234 | “ We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to be allowed to die here . ” |
235 | And the Town Clerk made a note of the suggestion . |
236 | So they pulled down the statue of the Happy Prince . |
237 | “ As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful , ” said the Art Professor at the University . |
238 | 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 . |
239 | “ We must have another statue , of course , ” he said , |
240 | “ and it shall be a statue of myself . ” |
241 | “ Of myself , ” said each of the Town Councillors , |
242 | and they quarrelled . |
243 | When I last heard of them they were quarrelling still . |
244 | “ What a strange thing ! ” said the overseer of the workmen at the foundry . |
245 | “ This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace . |
246 | We must throw it away . ” |
247 | So they threw it on a dust - heap where the dead Swallow was also lying . |
248 | “ Bring me the two most precious things in the city , ” said God to one of His Angels ; |
249 | and the Angel brought Him the leaden heart and the dead bird . |
250 | “ You have rightly chosen , ” said God , “ for in my garden of Paradise this little bird shall sing for evermore , and in my city of gold the Happy Prince shall praise me . ” |