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One  evening,  when  the  artificial  bird         He  had  put  on  the  emperor's  golden
                  was singing its best, and the emperor lay in       crown,  and  held  in  one  hand  his  sword  of
                  bed listening to it, something inside the bird     state, and in the other his beautiful banner.
                  sounded  "whizz."  Then  a  spring  cracked.       All around the bed and peeping through the
                  "Whir-r-r-r"  went  all  the  wheels,  running     long  velvet  curtains,  were  a  number  of
                  round,  and  then  the  music  stopped.  The       strange  heads,  some  very  ugly,  and  others
                  emperor immediately sprang out of bed, and         lovely  and  gentle-looking.  These  were  the
                  called for his physician; but what could he        emperor's  good  and  bad  deeds,  which
                  do? Then they sent for a watchmaker; and,          stared him in the face now Death sat at his
                  after   a   great   deal   of   talking   and      heart.
                  examination,  the  bird  was  put  into                "Do  you  remember  this?"  "Do  you
                  something  like  order;  but  he  said  that  it   recollect  that?"  they  asked  one  after
                  must be used very carefully, as the barrels        another, thus bringing to his remembrance
                  were  worn,  and  it  would  be  impossible  to    circumstances  that  made  the  perspiration
                  put in new ones without injuring the music.        stand on his brow.
                  Now  there  was  great  sorrow,  as  the  bird         "I  know  nothing  about  it,"  said  the
                  could  only  be  allowed  to  play  once  a  year;   emperor.  "Music!  music!"  he  cried;  "the
                  and even that was dangerous for the works          large  Chinese  drum!  that  I  may  not  hear
                  inside  it.  Then  the  music-master  made  a      what they say." But they still went on, and
                  little  speech,  full  of  hard  words,  and       Death  nodded  like  a  Chinaman  to  all  they
                  declared that the bird was as good as ever;        said. "Music! music!" shouted the emperor.
                  and, of course no one contradicted him.            "You  little  precious  golden  bird,  sing,  pray
                      Five years passed, and then a real grief       sing!  I  have  given  you  gold  and  costly
                  came  upon  the  land.  The  Chinese  really       presents;  I  have  even  hung  my  golden
                  were fond of their emperor, and he now lay         slipper  round  your  neck.  Sing!  sing!"  But
                  so  ill  that  he  was  not  expected  to          the bird remained silent. There was no one
                  live.Already  a  new  emperor  had  been           to wind it up, and therefore it could not sing
                  chosen  and  the  people  who  stood  in  the      a note.
                  street asked the lord-in-waiting how the old           Death  continued  to  stare  at  the
                  emperor was; but he only said, "Pooh!" and         emperor with his cold, hollow eyes, and the
                  shook his head.                                    room  was  fearfully  still.  Suddenly  there
                      Cold  and  pale  lay  the  emperor  in  his    came  through  the  open  window  the  sound
                  royal  bed;  the  whole  court  thought  he  was   of sweet music. Outside, on the bough of a
                  dead,  and  every  one  ran  away  to  pay         tree,  sat  the  living  nightingale.  She  had
                  homage      to    his    successor.     The        heard  of  the  emperor's  illness,  and  was
                  chamberlains went out to have a talk on the        therefore  come  to  sing  to  him  of  hope  and
                  matter,  and  the  ladies'-maids  invited          trust.
                  company to take coffee. Cloth had been laid            And  as  she  sung,  the  shadows  grew
                  down on the halls and passages, so that not        paler and paler; the blood in the emperor's
                  a  footstep  should  be  heard,  and  all  was     veins  flowed  more  rapidly,  and  gave  life  to
                  silent and still. But the emperor was not yet      his  weak  limbs;  and  even  Death  himself
                  dead, although he lay white and stiff on his       listened, and said, "Go on, little nightingale,
                  gorgeous bed, with the long velvet curtains        go on."
                  and  heavy  gold  tassels.  A  window  stood           "Then  will  you  give  me  the  beautiful
                  open,  and  the  moon  shone  in  upon  the        golden sword and that rich banner? and will
                  emperor  and  the  artificial  bird.  The  poor    you give me the emperor's crown?" said the
                  emperor, finding he could scarcely breathe         bird.
                  with a strange weight on his chest, opened             So  Death  gave  up  each  of  these
                  his eyes, and saw Death sitting there.             treasures  for  a  song;  and  the  nightingale
                                                                     continued her singing. She sung of the quiet

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