He had just strength to fly up to the Prince 's shoulder once more . `` Good-bye , dear Prince ! '' he murmured , `` will you let me kiss your hand ? '' `` I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last , little Swallow , '' said the Prince , `` you have stayed too long here ; but you must kiss me on the lips , for I love you . '' `` It is not to Egypt that I am going , '' said the Swallow . `` I am going to the House of Death . Death is the brother of Sleep , is he not ? '' And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips , and fell down dead at his feet . At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue , as if something had broken . The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two . It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost . Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company with the Town Councillors . As they passed the column he looked up at the statue : `` Dear me ! how shabby the Happy Prince looks ! '' he said . `` How shabby indeed ! '' cried the Town Councillors , who always agreed with the Mayor ; and they went up to look at it . `` The ruby has fallen out of his sword , his eyes are gone , and he is golden no longer , '' said the Mayor in fact , `` he is litttle beter than a beggar ! '' `` Little better than a beggar , '' said the Town Councillors . `` And here is actually a dead bird at his feet ! ''
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