Echo bore it to her purple cavern in the hills , and woke the sleeping shepherds from their dreams . It floated through the reeds of the river , and they carried its message to the sea . `` Look , look ! '' cried the Tree , `` the rose is finished now '' ; but the Nightingale made no answer , for she was lying dead in the long grass , with the thorn in her heart . And at noon the Student opened his window and looked out . `` Why , what a wonderful piece of luck ! '' he cried ; `` here is a red rose ! I have never seen any rose like it in all my life . It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name '' ; and he leaned down and plucked it . Then he put on his hat , and ran up to the Professor 's house with the rose in his hand . The daughter of the Professor was sitting in the doorway winding blue silk on a reel , and her little dog was lying at her feet . `` You said that you would dance with me if I brought you a red rose , '' cried the Student . `` Here is the reddest rose in all the world . You will wear it to-night next your heart , and as we dance together it will tell you how I love you . '' But the girl frowned . `` I am afraid it will not go with my dress , '' she answered ; `` and , besides , the Chamberlain 's nephew has sent me some real jewels , and everybody knows that jewels cost far more than flowers . '' `` Well , upon my word , you are very ungrateful , '' said the Student angrily ; and he threw the rose into the street , where it fell into the gutter , and a cart-wheel went over it . `` Ungrateful ! '' said the girl . `` I tell you what , you are very rude ; and , after all , who are you ?
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