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The  sea  now  lay  befoi'e  the  young  maiden,  in  all  its
                          splendour, but not  a  sail was  to be seen, and not as much as a
                          hoat  could  be  descried.    H ow   was  she  to  proceed  further ?
                          She looked at  the  conntlcss little  pehbles  on  the shore, which
                          the  water had worn till  they were quite smooth — glass,  iron,
                          stones* everything in short that  lay there and  had been washed
                          by the  waves^  had assumed the shape of  water,  though  it was
                          softer still than her delicate hand,  44 It rolls along indefatigably,
                          and  wears away the hardest substances — I will be equally in­
                          defatigable.  Thanks  for the lesson you give me, ye clear  roll­
                          ing waves j  My heart tells  me you  will  bear  me  to  my dear
                          brothers."
                            Just at sunset,  EJise saw eleven wild swans, with gold crowns
                          on their heads, flying towards the shore,  o n e   behind  the  other,
                          like a long white ribbon.  Elise  then went  up the slope, and hid
                          herself belli nil a bush;  the swans came  down close to  her,  and
                          flapped their large white wings.
                            The sun had no  sooner sunk iuto the  water,  than their swan 3
                          plumage full off,  and Eiise's brothers stood there a&eleven hand­
                          some princes.  She uttered a loud scream ;  for, changed as they
                          were, she  knew and felt it must he they.  She flung  herself into
                          their arms, calling them by  their names;  and the princes were
                          <jnite happy on  recognising their  little  sister,  and  finding how
                          beautiful  she  had  grown.  They  laughed  and  cried  all  m  a
                          breath, aud they had  soon related  to  each  other  how wicked
                          their stepmother had been to them all,
                            li YYc brothers,” eaid the eldest, “ fly about, as wild swans, as
                         long  as  the  sun stands  in the heavens;  but  no  sooner has it
                         sunk down, than  we  recover  our  human  shape.           Therefore,
                         must we always provide  a  resting-place  for  our  feet  towards
                         sunset - for were we flying in the clouds  at this hour, we should
                         fall  into  the sea on  resuming our  natural  form.  We  do  not
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