`` We have served you long and faithfully , '' said they , `` give us now our freedom , that we may learn to be beloved by the sweet flowers we have harmed so long . Grant the little Fairy 's prayer ; and let her go back to her own dear home . She has taught us that Love is mightier than Fear . Choose the Flower crown , and we will be the truest subjects you have ever had . '' Then , amid a burst of wild , sweet music , the Frost-King placed the Flower crown on his head , and knelt to little Violet ; while far and near , over the broad green earth , sounded the voices of flowers , singing their thanks to the gentle Fairy , and the summer wind was laden with perfumes , which they sent as tokens of their gratitude ; and wherever she went , old trees bent down to fold their slender branches round her , flowers laid their soft faces against her own , and whispered blessings ; even the humble moss bent over the little feet , and kissed them as they passed . The old King , surrounded by the happy Fairies , sat in Violet 's lovely home , and watched his icy castle melt away beneath the bright sunlight ; while his Spirits , cold and gloomy no longer , danced with the Elves , and waited on their King with loving eagerness . Brighter grew the golden light , gayer sang the birds , and the harmonious voices of grateful flowers , sounding over the earth , carried new joy to all their gentle kindred . Brighter shone the golden shadows ; On the cool wind softly came The low , sweet tones of happy flowers , Singing little Violet 's name . ` Mong the green trees was it whispered , And the bright waves bore it on To the lonely forest flowers , Where the glad news had not gone . Thus the Frost-King lost his kingdom , And his power to harm and blight . Violet conquered , and his cold heart Warmed with music , love , and light ; And his fair home , once so dreary , Gay with lovely Elves and flowers , Brought a joy that never faded Through the long bright summer hours . Thus , by Violet 's magic power , All dark shadows passed away , And o'er the home of happy flowers The golden light for ever lay . Thus the Fairy mission ended , And all Flower-Land was taught The `` Power of Love , '' by gentle deeds That little Violet wrought . As Sunny Lock ceased , another little Elf came forward ; and this was the tale `` Silver Wing '' told . EVA 'S VISIT TO FAIRY-LAND . DOWN among the grass and fragrant clover lay little Eva by the brook-side , watching the bright waves , as they went singing by under the drooping flowers that grew on its banks . As she was wondering where the waters went , she heard a faint , low sound , as of far-off music . She thought it was the wind , but not a leaf was stirring , and soon through the rippling water came a strange little boat . It was a lily of the valley , whose tall stem formed the mast , while the broad leaves that rose from the roots , and drooped again till they reached the water , were filled with gay little Elves , who danced to the music of the silver lily-bells above , that rang a merry peal , and filled the air with their fragrant breath . On came the fairy boat , till it reached a moss-grown rock ; and here it stopped , while the Fairies rested beneath the violet-leaves , and sang with the dancing waves .
XXXXX looked with wonder on their gay faces and bright garments , and in the joy of her heart sang too , and threw crimson fruit for the little folks to feast upon .
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