`` Why ca n't you be like the Happy Prince ? '' asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon . `` The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything . '' `` I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy , '' muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue . `` He looks just like an angel , '' said the Charity Children as they came out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks and their clean white pinafores . `` How do you know ? '' said the Mathematical Master , `` you have never seen one . '' `` Ah ! but we have , in our dreams , '' answered the children ; and the Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe , for he did not approve of children dreaming . One night there flew over the city a little Swallow . His friends had gone away to Egypt six weeks before , but he had stayed behind , for he was in love with the most beautiful Reed . He had met her early in the spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth , and had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to talk to her . `` Shall I love you ? '' said the Swallow , who liked to come to the point at once , and the Reed made him a low bow . So he flew round and round her , touching the water with his wings , and making silver ripples . This was his courtship , and it lasted all through the summer . `` It is a ridiculous attachment , '' twittered the other Swallows ; `` she has no money , and far too many relations '' ; and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds . Then , when the autumn came they all flew away . After they had gone he felt lonely , and began to tire of his lady - love . `` She has no conversation , '' he said , `` and I am afraid that she is a coquette , for she is always flirting with the wind . ''
And certainly , whenever the wind blew , the XXXXX made the most graceful curtseys .
Master Prince Reed Reeds Swallows cloaks night point summer weeks