《the ugly duckling》

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over the smooth water。 The duckling remembered the lovely birds; and

felt more strangely unhappy than ever。

    〃I will fly to those royal birds;〃 he exclaimed; 〃and they will

kill me; because I am so ugly; and dare to approach them; but it

does not matter: better be killed by them than pecked by the ducks;

beaten by the hens; pushed about by the maiden who feeds the

poultry; or starved with hunger in the winter。〃

    Then he flew to the water; and swam towards the beautiful swans。

The moment they espied the stranger; they rushed to meet him with

outstretched wings。

    〃Kill me;〃 said the poor bird; and he bent his head down to the

surface of the water; and awaited death。

    But what did he see in the clear stream below? His own image; no

longer a dark; gray bird; ugly and disagreeable to look at; but a

graceful and beautiful swan。 To be born in a duck's nest; in a

farmyard; is of no consequence to a bird; if it is hatched from a

swan's egg。 He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble;

because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and

happiness around him; for the great swans swam round the new…comer;

and stroked his neck with their beaks; as a welcome。

    Into the garden presently came some little children; and threw

bread and cake into the water。

    〃See;〃 cried the youngest; 〃there is a new one;〃 and the rest were

delighted; and ran to their father and mother; dancing and clapping

their hands; and shouting joyously; 〃There is another swan come; a new

one has arrived。〃

    Then they threw more bread and cake into the water; and said; 〃The

new one is the most beautiful of all; he is so young and pretty。〃

And the old swans bowed their heads before him。

    Then he felt quite ashamed; and hid his head under his wing; for

he did not know what to do; he was so happy; and yet not at all proud。

He had been persecuted and despised for his ugliness; and now he heard

them say he was the most beautiful of all the birds。 Even the

elder…tree bent down its bows into the water before him; and the sun

shone warm and bright。 Then he rustled his feathers; curved his

slender neck; and cried joyfully; from the depths of his heart; 〃I

never dreamed of such happiness as this; while I was an ugly

duckling。〃





                            THE END



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