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All night long he watches the stars, and when the morning star shines he utters one cry of joy, and then he is silent. Voice Reading
At noon the yellow lions come down to the water's edge to drink. Voice Reading
They have eyes like green beryls, and their roar is louder than the roar of the cataract." Voice Reading
"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "far away across the city I see a young man in a garret. Voice Reading
He is leaning over a desk covered with papers, and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of withered violets. Voice Reading
His hair is brown and crisp, and his lips are red as a pomegranate, and he has large and dreamy eyes. Voice Reading
He is trying to finish a play for the Director of the Theatre, but he is too cold to write any more. Voice Reading
There is no fire in the grate, and hunger has made him faint." Voice Reading
"I will wait with you one night longer," said the Swallow, who really had a good heart. Voice Reading
"Shall I take him another ruby?" Voice Reading
"Alas! I have no ruby now," said the Prince; "my eyes are all that I have left. Voice Reading
They are made of rare sapphires, which were brought out of India a thousand years ago. Voice Reading
Pluck out one of them and take it to him. Voice Reading
He will sell it to the jeweller, and buy food and firewood, and finish his play." Voice Reading
"Dear Prince," said the Swallow, "I cannot do that"; and he began to weep. Voice Reading
"Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow," said the Prince, "do as I command you." Voice Reading
So the Swallow plucked out the Prince's eye, and flew away to the student's garret. Voice Reading
It was easy enough to get in, as there was a hole in the roof. Voice Reading
Through this he darted, and came into the room. Voice Reading
The young man had his head buried in his hands, so he did not hear the flutter of the bird's wings, and when he looked up he found the beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets. Voice Reading
"I am beginning to be appreciated," he cried; "this is from some great admirer. Voice Reading
Now I can finish my play," and he looked quite happy. Voice Reading
The next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour. Voice Reading
He sat on the mast of a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the hold with ropes. Voice Reading
"Heave a-hoy!" they shouted as each chest came up. Voice Reading

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