Wilde, Oscar, 1854-1900, Robinson, Charles, ill · New York : Brentano's · leaf 47
be a statue ofmyself. u Of myself, said each of the TownCouncillors, and they quarrelled. WhenI last heard of them they were quarrellingstill. What a strange thing! said the overseerof the workmen at the foundry. This brokenlead heart will not melt in the furnace. Wemust throw it away. So they… … THE HAPPY PRINCE You have rightly chosen, said God, forin my garden of Paradise this little bird shallsing for evermore, and in my city of gold theHappy Prince shall praise me.
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