She said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses,” cried the young Student; “but in all my garden there is no red rose.” From her nest in the holm-oak tree the Nightingale heard him, and she looked out through the leaves, and wondered. “No red rose in all my garden!” he cried, and his beautiful eyes filled with tears. “Ah, on what little things does happiness depend! I have read all that the wise men have written, and all the secrets of philosophy are mine, yet for want of a red rose is my life made wretched.”. | ELECBOOK CLASSICS THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE Oscar Wilde I ELECBOOK CLASSICS ebc037. Oscar Wilde The Nightingale and the Rose This file is free for individual use only. It must not be altered or resold. Organisations wishing to use it must first obtain a licence. Low cost licenses are available. Contact us through our web site The Electric Book Co 1998 The Electric Book Company Ltd 20 Cambridge Drive London SE12 8AJ UK This page intentionally .
