` My song begs for your pity , And gifts from out your store , And as I play my gentle lay I linger near your door . ` And if you hear my singing Within your palace , sire , Oh ! give , I pray , this happy day , To me my heart 's desire . ' As soon as the king heard this song he ran out to meet the lute player , took him by the hand and led him into the palace . ` Here , ' he cried , ` is the boy who released me from my prison . And now , my true friend , I will indeed give you your heart 's desire . ' ' I am sure you will not be less generous than the heathen king was , sire . I ask of you what I asked and obtained from him . But this time I do n't mean to give up what I get . I want YOU -- yourself ! ' And as she spoke she threw off her long cloak and everyone saw it was the queen . Who can tell how happy the king was ? In the joy of his heart he gave a great feast to the whole world , and the whole world came and rejoiced with him for a whole week . I was there too , and ate and drank many good things . I sha 'n' t forget that feast as long as I live . -LRB- From the Russian . -RRB- THE GRATEFUL PRINCE Once upon a time the king of the Goldland lost himself in a forest , and try as he would he could not find the way out . As he was wandering down one path which had looked at first more hopeful than the rest he saw a man coming towards him . ` What are you doing here , friend ? ' asked the stranger ; ` darkness is falling fast , and soon the wild beasts will come from their lairs to seek for food . ' '
I have lost myself , ' answered the king , ` and am trying XXXXX get home . '
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