TheNightingaleandtheRose自学辅导课件.pptVIP

The Nightingale and the Rose “She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,” cried the young Student, “but in all my garden there is no red rose.” From her nest in the oak tree the Nightingale heard him and she looked out through the leaves and wondered. “No red rose in all my garden!” he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. “Ah, I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose my life is made wretched.” “Here at last is a true lover,” said the Nightingale. “Night after night have I sung of him, and now I see him.” “The Prince gives a ball tomorrow night,” murmured the young Student, “and my love will be there. If I bring her a red rose she will dance with me till dawn. I shall hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my shoulder. But there is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sit lonely and my heart will break.” “Here, indeed, is the true lover,” said the Nightingale. Surely love is a wonderful thing. It is more precious than emeralds and opals. “The musicians will play upon their stringed instruments,” said the young Student, “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. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her,” and ; flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept. “Why is he weeping?” asked a 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 neighbor, 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 Student’s sorrow, and sat silent in the Oak-tree. Suddenly she spread her brown wings for