THEHAPPYPRINCEANDOTHERTALESTHEHAPPYPRINCEHIGHabovethecity, onatallcolumn, , foreyeshehadtwobrightsapphires,.“Heisasbeautifulasaweathercock,” remarkedoneoftheTownCouncillorswhowishedtogainareputationforhavingartistictastes;“onlynotquitesouseful,” headded, fearinglestpeopleshouldthinkhimunpractical, whichhereallywasnot.“Whycan’tyoubeliketheHappyPrince?” askedasensiblemotherofherlittleboywhowascryingforthemoon.“TheHappyPrinceneverdreamsofcryingforanything.”
“Iamgladthereissomeoneintheworldwhoisquitehappy,” mutteredadisappointedmanashegazedatthewonderfulstatue.“Helooksjustlikeanangel,” saidtheCharityChildrenastheycameoutofthecathedralintheirbrightscarletcloaksandtheircleanwhitepinafores.“Howdoyouknow?” saidtheMathematicalMaster,“youhaveneverseenone.”
“Ah! butwehave, inourdreams,” answeredthechildren; andtheMathematicalMasterfrownedandlookedverysevere, , buthehadstayedbehind, , andhadbeensoattractedbyherslenderwaistthathehadstoppedtotalktoher.“ShallIloveyou?” saidtheSwallow, wholikedtocometothepointatonce, , touchingthewaterwithhiswings, , anditlastedallthroughthesummer.“Itisaridiculousattachment,” twitteredtheotherSwallows;“shehasnomoney, andfartoomanyrelations;” , , andbegantotireofhislady-love.“Shehasnoconversation,” hesaid,“andIamafraidthatsheisacoquette, forsheisalwaysflirtingwiththewind.” Andcertainly, wheneverthewindblew, theReedmadethemostgracefulcurtseys.“Iadmitthatsheisdomestic,” hecontinued,“butIlovetravelling, andmywife, consequently, shouldlovetravellingalso.”
