![]() ![]() "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. ![]() "Bring me the two most precious things in the city," said God to one of His Angels and the Angel brought Him the leaden heart and the dead bird. ![]() We must throw it away." So they threw it on a dust-heap where the dead Swallow was also lying. "This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace. "What a strange thing!" said the overseer of the workmen at the foundry. When I last heard of them they were quarrelling still. "Of myself," said each of the Town Councillors, and they quarrelled. You must not lie here, shouted the Watchman, and they wandered out into the rain. Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another’s arms to try and keep themselves warm. "We must have another statue, of course," he said, "and it shall be a statue of myself." He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets. 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. "As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful," said the Art Professor at the University. “So they pulled down the statue of the Happy Prince. ![]()
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