Flower Fables

Louisa May Alcott

Capitolo 61

You busily tired the coral-workers, but he tired more busily him;  bug
and daily Spirit wondered more and more, to the industry and patience
of the small silent Elf that had a friendly word for everybody nevertheless
him if it never united them to their sport.

Taller and taller it grew the coral-branches, and lighter grew the Fairy
heart, while thoughts of dear Lily-bell made the typhus for him, as day by day
firmly he tired him;  and when for a long time the sun shone on its job,
and you/he/she was done, he was but to take the garland he had won, and
to thank the good Spirits for their love and care.  Then on through
the cold, so that blue that he has quickly slipped and, shaking the bright drops
his/her give wings, it flew aloft singing above to the sky exposed to the sun.


On through the air fragrant Thistle went, while looking with does happy
on the fair, fresh earth under, where flowers looked at smiling on,
and you plant with trees green they arched their graced heads as whether to give him the welcome one.  Soon
the forest where Lily-bell placed pink rest in front of him, and as him
past along the coolness, wood-crossed weak you/he/she had never seemed them so equitable.

But when he came where his/her small friend had slept, you/he/she was not anymore
the dark, silent stain where him last saw her/it.  Garlands hung from each
tree, and the most equitable flowers filled the air with their sweet breath.
The cheerful voices of bird echoed far and wide, and the small brook went
singing from, under of the ferns that furnish of arcade that you/they have turned him above;  green
leaves rustled in the wind in summer, and the air was full of music.
But the most equitable sight was Lily-bell, as she placed on the couch of
musk of velvet that Delicate hands had spread.  The floral and gilded disposition
close to her, and the bright bathrobe was folded up round its small form.
The warmest light of the sun fell on her, and the softest breezes lifted
his/her bright hair.

Happy torn wounds fell fast, as I Card it folded up its arm around her,
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