In the garden were the most beautiful flowers , and on the loveliest of them were tied silver bells which tinkled , so that if you passed you could not help looking at the flowers . Everything in the Emperor 's garden was admirably arranged with a view to effect ; and the garden was so large that even the gardener himself did not know where it ended . If you ever got beyond it , you came to a stately forest with great trees and deep lakes in it . The forest sloped down to the sea , which was a clear blue . Large ships could sail under the boughs of the trees , and in these trees there lived a Nightingale . She sang so beautifully that even the poor fisherman who had so much to do stood and listened when he came at night to cast his nets . ` How beautiful it is ! ' he said ; but he had to attend to his work , and forgot about the bird . But when she sang the next night and the fisherman came there again , he said the same thing , ` How beautiful it is ! ' From all the countries round came travellers to the Emperor 's town , who were astonished at the Palace and the garden . But when they heard the Nightingale they all said , ` This is the finest thing after all ! ' The travellers told all about it when they went home , and learned scholars wrote many books upon the town , the Palace , and the garden . But they did not forget the Nightingale ; she was praised the most , and all the poets composed splendid verses on the Nightingale in the forest by the deep sea . The books were circulated throughout the world , and some of them reached the Emperor . He sat in his golden chair , and read and read . He nodded his head every moment , for he liked reading the brilliant accounts of the town , the Palace , and the garden . ` But the Nightingale is better than all , ' he saw written . ` What is that ? ' said the Emperor . ' I do n't know anything about the Nightingale !
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