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“The musicians will sit in their gallery,” said the young Student, “and play upon their stringed instruments, and my love will dance to the sound of the harp and the violin。 She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor, and the courtiers in their gay dresses will throng round her。 But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her”; and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept。

“Why is he weeping?” asked a little Green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air。

“Why, indeed?” said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam。

“Why, indeed?” whispered a Daisy to his neighbour, in a soft, low voice。

“He is weeping for a red rose,” said the Nightingale。

“For a red rose?” they cried; “how very ridiculous!” and the little Lizard, who was something of a cynic, laughed outright。

But the Nightingale understood the secret of the Student’s sorrow, and she sat silent in the oak…tree, and thought about the mystery of Love。

Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air。 She passed through the grove like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed across the garden。

In the centre of the grass…plot was standing a beautiful Rose…tree, and when she saw it she flew over to it, and lit upon a spray。

“Give me a red rose,” she cried, “and I will sing you my sweetest song。”

But the Tree shook its head。

“My roses are white,” it answered; “as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain。 But go to my brother who grows round the old sun…dial, and perhaps he will give you what you want。”

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose…tree that was growing round the old sun…dial。

“Give me a red rose,” she cried, “and I will sing you my sweetest song。”

But the Tree shook its head。

“My roses are yellow,” it answered; “as yellow as the hair of the mermaiden who sits upon an amber throne, and yellower than the daffodil that blooms in the meadow before the mower es with his scythe。 But go to my brother who grows beneath the Student’s window, and perhaps he will give you what you want。”

So the Nightingale flew over to the Rose…tree that was growing beneath the Student’s window。

“Give me a red rose,” she cried, “and I will sing you my sweetest song。”

But the Tree shook its head。

“My roses are red,” it answered, “as red as the feet of the dove, and redder than the great fans of coral that wave and wave in the ocean…cavern。 But the winter has chilled my veins, and the frost has nipped my buds, and the storm has broken my branches, and I shall have no roses at all this year。”

“One red rose is all I want,” cried the Nightingale, “only one red rose! Is there no way by which I can get it?”

“There is a way,” answered the Tree; “but it is so terrible that I dare not tell it to you。”

“Tell it to me,” said the Nightingale, “I am not afraid。”

“If you want a red rose,” said the Tree, “you must build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with your own heart’s…blood。 You must sing to me with your breast against a thorn。 All night long you must sing to me, and the thorn must pierce your heart, and your life…blood must flow into my veins, and bee mine。”

“Death is a great price to pay for a red rose,” cried the Nightingale, “and Life is very dear to all。 It is pleasant to sit in the green wood, and to watch the Sun in his chariot of gold, and the Moon in her chariot of pearl。 Sweet is the scent of the hawthorn, and sweet are the bluebells that hide in the valley, and the heather that blows on the hill。 Yet Love is better than Life, and what is the heart of a bird pared to the heart of a man?”

So she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air。 She swept over the garden like a shadow, and like a shadow she sailed through the grove。

The young Student was still lying on the grass, where she had left him, and the tears were not yet dry in his beautiful eyes。

“Be happy,” cried the Nightingale, “be happy; you shall have your red rose。 I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart’s…blood。 All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty。 Flame…coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body。 His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense。”

The Student looked up from the grass, and listened, but he could not understand what the Nightingale was saying to him, for he only knew the things that are written down in books。

But the Oak…tree understood, and felt sad, for he was very fond of the little Nightingale who had built her nest in his branches。

“Sing me one last song,” he whispered; “I shall feel very lonely when you are gone。”

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