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The Princessan exercise in color cartoonThe king is to give away his daughter, the princess. There he comes, a good old king, with well rounded tummy, large nose, not tall, but majestically proud in his Sunday kingly robe, with blue velvet shoes on his large feet, his crown slightly tilted on his uncombed head, but shining with numerous precious stones. He has come to the room of his daughter, the princess. Like some frail exotic flower she is sitting in her bed, surrounded by servants who bring her breakfast, dress her, arrange her silky hair. "Your father, his majesty, the king is here, oh my princess," says one of the servants. "Oh, Papa, I hope you slept well," she exclaims hugging him! I am so bored. "You should dress and come down, my dear," says the king. "The Danish prince is here to ask for your hand. Put your silver dress and come down. Oh, how much I will miss you my little girl, my baby! And to think I would have to give you away. Oh, I feel so crushed. What are you standing here," he turned to the servants, "Bring the princess her morning water from the garden to wash her face and feet. And hurry!" With those cheerful words his majesty retreats. The princess is in the hall where she is ready to meet the Danish prince. He has arrived on a magnificent carriage, pulled by six horses and has brought her presents: many dresses, and a golden bracelet. She spends some time with him, he talks and she listens, then he bows and leaves on his magnificent carriage. "So, how was he," asks the king. "Oh, Papa, I am so bored," she replies. Suddenly a servant comes and says some poor musician has come and wants to talk to the princess. "A musician?" says the king. Send him away. "Oh, Papa, let them bring him in. I am so bored, that I don't know what I would do to see something different!" There they are, the princess and the poor musician next her. He has fallen on his knees and asks for her hand. He says he has been dreaming to meet her and wants to marry her. "Marry me?" she exclaims. "But you are nobody, you have nothing. "Oh, I will give you everything I have," says the musician, "I will give you even my violin." "Oh," says the princess. "And what would I do with it. I cannot play." "I will give my heart," says the prince. "Here it is," he says and puts his hand on his chest, opens it and takes out his heart. I shines in his hand like a diamond, clear, crystal clear as a mountain water. "Now I am your servant forever. Now I you will always be my queen." says the musician. Late at night the princess is in her room again. She has sent away all her servants and sits now in front of the mirror. She slowly opens a music jewelry box and takes out a splendid collie of diamonds, all cut in the form of a heart. In her hand shines the crystal heart of the musician. She opens the collie and carefully pinches the musician's heart in the middle and glides it next to the other diamond hearts. Then she puts the collie around her neck, stands up in front of the mirror and starts to dance around the room, with her silky hair coming loose and shining like a golden oriole around her beautiful face. |
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