Capitolo 20
"Does it suffer of very, the dear one Similar to gauze-wing?" asked to the Fairy. "I want
you tie on Your small poor leg, and Zephyr will cradle her to sleep."
Then she softly folded up the fresh leaves on the poor fly, it bathed his
wings, and refreshing drink brought him, while he hummed its graces,
and it forgot his/her pain, as Zephyr slightly sung and it ventilated him/it with her
undulant wings.
They passed on, and Eva saw nearby to every bed a Fairy that with kind
hands and loving words calmed the bugs of suffering. For a long time
they stopped nearby to a bee that placed among flowers of honeysuckle sweets,
in a coolness, still it puts, where the wind in summer blew in, and the green
leaves pleasantly rustled. He still seemed not to find rest, and
murmured of the pain he was condemned for being born. "Because it owes me I lie here,
while my relative is out in the pleasant fields, while enjoying the light of the sun
and the fresh air, and cruel hands have condemned me to this dark place
and the bitter pain when I have done anybody wrong? Uncared for and forgotten,
I have to be here among these poor things that you/they only think about them.
Comes here, Rose-leaf and you tie on my wounds, for me I am far more profit
what an inactive bird or fly."
Then it said the Fairy, while she bathed the broken wing,--
"Love-flower, you should not murmur. We can find the happiness in
trying to be also patient while we suffer. You is not forgotten or
uncared for, but others need our care more than you, and to those
who happily take the pain and the pain it sent, face we give more gladly
our help. You don't have need to be inactive, even if lying here in obscurity
and the pain; You can be taking entirely from Your sad and dissatisfied heart
feelings, and if love and flower of patience there, you will be best
for the hours solitary expenses here. You look on the bed close to you; this
the small dove has suffered far from the greatest pain that all of our care and You
you/he/she can never assuage him/it; still through the long days him hath lain here, not a