`` I have a golden bedroom , '' he said softly to himself as he looked round , and he prepared to go to sleep ; but just as he was putting his head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him . `` What a curious thing ! '' he cried ; `` there is not a single cloud in the sky , the stars are quite clear and bright , and yet it is raining . The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful . The Reed used to like the rain , but that was merely her selfishness . '' Then another drop fell . `` What is the use of a statue if it can not keep the rain off ? '' he said ; `` I must look for a good chimney-pot , '' and he determined to fly away . But before he had opened his wings , a third drop fell , and he looked up , and saw -- Ah ! what did he see ? The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears , and tears were running down his golden cheeks . His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity . `` Who are you ? '' he said . `` I am the Happy Prince . '' `` Why are you weeping then ? '' asked the Swallow ; `` you have quite drenched me . '' `` When I was alive and had a human heart , '' answered the statue , `` I did not know what tears were , for I lived in the Palace of Sans - Souci , where sorrow is not allowed to enter . In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden , and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall . Round the garden ran a very lofty wall , but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it , everything about me was so beautiful .
My courtiers called me the Happy XXXXX , and happy indeed I was , if pleasure be happiness .
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