There were hundreds of princesses who would gladly have said ` Yes , ' but would she say the same ? Well , we shall see . On the grave of the Prince 's father grew a rose-tree , a very beautiful rose-tree . It only bloomed every five years , and then bore but a single rose , but oh , such a rose ! Its scent was so sweet that when you smelt it you forgot all your cares and troubles . And he had also a nightingale which could sing as if all the beautiful melodies in the world were shut up in its little throat . This rose and this nightingale the Princess was to have , and so they were both put into silver caskets and sent to her . The Emperor had them brought to him in the great hall , where the Princess was playing ` Here comes a duke a-riding ' with her ladies-in-waiting . And when she caught sight of the big caskets which contained the presents , she clapped her hands for joy . ` If only it were a little pussy cat ! ' she said . But the rose-tree with the beautiful rose came out . ` But how prettily it is made ! ' said all the ladies-in-waiting . ` It is more than pretty , ' said the Emperor , ` it is charming ! ' But the Princess felt it , and then she almost began to cry . ` Ugh ! Papa , ' she said , ` it is not artificial , it is REAL ! ' ` Ugh ! ' said all the ladies-in-waiting , ` it is real ! '
` Let us see first what is XXXXX the other casket before we begin to be angry , ' thought the Emperor , and there came out the nightingale .
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