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When
day
broke
he
flew
down
to
the
river
and
had
a
bath
.
"
What
a
remarkable
phenomenon
,
said
the
Professor
of
Ornithology
as
he
was
passing
over
the
bridge
.
"
A
swallow
in
winter
!
"
And
he
wrote
a
long
letter
about
it
to
the
local
newspaper
.
Every
one
quoted
it
,
it
was
full
of
so
many
words
that
they
could
not
understand
.
"
To-night
I
go
to
Egypt
,
"
said
the
Swallow
,
and
he
was
in
high
spirits
at
the
prospect
.
He
visited
all
the
public
monuments
,
and
sat
a
long
time
on
top
of
the
church
steeple
.
Wherever
he
went
the
Sparrows
chirruped
,
and
said
to
each
other
,
"
What
a
distinguished
stranger
!
"
so
he
enjoyed
himself
very
much
.
When
the
moon
rose
he
flew
back
to
the
Happy
Prince
.
"
Have
you
any
commissions
for
Egypt
?
"
he
cried
;
"
I
am
just
starting
.
"
"
Swallow
,
Swallow
,
little
Swallow
,
"
said
the
Prince
,
"
will
you
not
stay
with
me
one
night
longer
?
"
"
I
am
waited
for
in
Egypt
,
"
answered
the
Swallow
.
"
To-morrow
my
friends
will
fly
up
to
the
Second
Cataract
.
The
river-horse
couches
there
among
the
bulrushes
,
and
on
a
great
granite
throne
sits
the
God
Memnon
.
All
night
long
he
watches
the
stars
,
and
when
the
morning
star
shines
he
utters
one
cry
of
joy
,
and
then
he
is
silent
.
At
noon
the
yellow
lions
come
down
to
the
water
's
edge
to
drink
.
They
have
eyes
like
green
beryls
,
and
their
roar
is
louder
than
the
roar
of
the
cataract
.
"
"
Swallow
,
Swallow
,
little
Swallow
,
"
said
the
Prince
,
"
far
away
across
the
city
I
see
a
young
man
in
a
garret
.
He
is
leaning
over
a
desk
covered
with
papers
,
and
in
a
tumbler
by
his
side
there
is
a
bunch
of
withered
violets
.
His
hair
is
brown
and
crisp
,
and
his
lips
are
red
as
a
pomegranate
,
and
he
has
large
and
dreamy
eyes
.
He
is
trying
to
finish
a
play
for
the
Director
of
the
Theatre
,
but
he
is
too
cold
to
write
any
more
.
There
is
no
fire
in
the
grate
,
and
hunger
has
made
him
faint
.
"
"
I
will
wait
with
you
one
night
longer
,
"
said
the
Swallow
,
who
really
had
a
good
heart
.
"
Shall
I
take
him
another
ruby
?
"
"
Alas
!
I
have
no
ruby
now
,
"
said
the
Prince
;
"
my
eyes
are
all
that
I
have
left
.
They
are
made
of
rare
sapphires
,
which
were
brought
out
of
India
a
thousand
years
ago
.
Pluck
out
one
of
them
and
take
it
to
him
.
He
will
sell
it
to
the
jeweller
,
and
buy
food
and
firewood
,
and
finish
his
play
.
"
"
Dear
Prince
,
"
said
the
Swallow
,
"
I
can
not
do
that
"
;
and
he
began
to
weep
.
"
Swallow
,
Swallow
,
little
Swallow
,
"
said
the
Prince
,
"
do
as
I
command
you
.
"
