Capitolo 42
On the waves that ripple that brightly they flow
Under of the in bloom grapevines.
You wakes up! he wakes up! for the least one, sweet liturgical song
Of the hymn in the morning of the wild-birds
It comes being floating from on the fragrant air,
Through the forest fresh and weak;
Then spreads every wing,
And he/she works, and it sings,
Through the long one, the bright hours exposed to the sun;
O'er the pleasant earth
We travel before,
For one day among the flowers.
"You wakes up! he wakes up! for the wind in summer
Attended Hath the flowers open,
Hath opened the blue soft some violet you look,
The rose is aroused rest.
And slightly they ripples on their slender stems
Fragrant, and fresh, and equitable,
Waiting us, as us singing comes
To gather there our honey-dew.
Then spreads every wing,
And he/she works, and it sings,
Through the long one, the bright hours exposed to the sun;
O'er the pleasant earth
We travel before,
For one day among the flowers!"
Soon his/her friend came to offer I increase him/it, as the Regina desired to speak
with him. Then, with his you redden mantle thrown gracefully on his
takes on the shoulders, and its small beret respectfully contained in its hand, him
Agile-wing continues with to the great room, where the Regina was being
served by his/her small pages. Some annoyed his/her fresh dew and honey some,
it ventilated her/it with fragrant flower-leaves, while others sprinkled the
you perfume sweeter on the air.
"Small Fairy", it said the Regina, "I pray to my building; and
we want gladly you it has stay with us, if you will respect our laws.
We don't spend the pleasant days in summer in idleness and pleasure, but
every works for the happiness and good person of everybody. If our house is
beautiful, we have done us him so that industry; and here, as one great,
loving family, we indulge; any pain, care, or discord you/they can enter in,
while all respect her voice who tries to be a wise man and kind