THE GARDEN OF PARADISE
‘Good-bye! good-bye!’ whispered the flowers. Storks and pelicans flew in a line like waving ribbons, conducting him to the boundaries of the Garden. ‘Now we begin our dancing!’ said the Fairy; ‘at the end when I dance with you, as the sun goes down you will see me beckon to you and cry, “Come with me”, but do not come. I have to repeat it every night for a hundred years. Every time you resist, you will grow stronger, and at last you will not even think of following. To-night is the first time. Remember my warning!’ The Fairy led him into a large hall of white transparent lilies, the yellow stamens in each formed a little golden harp which echoed the sound of strings and flutes. Lovely girls, slender and lissom, dressed in floating gauze, which revealed their exquisite limbs, glided in the dance, and sang of the joy of living—that they would never die—and that the Garden of Paradise would bloom for ever. The sun went down and the sky was bathed in golden light which gave the lilies the effect of roses; and the Prince drank of the foaming wine handed to him by the maidens. He felt such joy as he had never known before; he saw the background of the hall opening where the Tree of Knowledge stood in a radiancy which blinded him. The song proceeding from it was soft and lovely, like his mother’s voice, and she seemed to say, ‘My child, my beloved child!’ Then the Fairy beckoned to him and said so tenderly, ‘Come with me,’ that he rushed towards her, forgetting his promise, forgetting everything on the very first evening that she smiled and beckoned to him. The fragrance in the scented air around grew stronger, the harps sounded sweeter than ever, and it seemed as if the millions of smiling heads in the hall where the Tree grew nodded and sang, ‘One must know everything. Man is lord of the earth.’ They were no longer tears of blood which fell from the Tree; it seemed to him that they were red shining stars. ‘Come with me, come with me,’ spoke those trembling tones, and at every step the Prince’s cheeks burnt hotter and hotter and his blood coursed more rapidly.
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