Here he was seized with dreadful thirst ; he took his gourd and raised it to his lips . But the gourd was empty ; in the excitement of his joy he had forgotten to fill it . He rode on , struggling with his sufferings , but at last he could bear it no longer . He let himself slide to the earth , and lay down beside his horse , his throat burning , his chest heaving , and his head going round . Already he felt that death was near him , when his eyes fell on the bag where the oranges peeped out . Poor Desire , who had braved so many dangers to win the lady of his dreams , would have given at this moment all the princesses in the world , were they pink or golden , for a single drop of water . ` Ah ! ' he said to himself . ` If only these oranges were real fruit -- fruit as refreshing as what I ate in Flanders ! And , after all , who knows ? ' This idea put some life into him . He had the strength to lift himself up and put his hand into his bag . He drew out an orange and opened it with his knife . Out of it flew the prettiest little female canary that ever was seen . ` Give me something to drink , I am dying of thirst , ' said the golden bird . ` Wait a minute , ' replied Desire , so much astonished that he forgot his own sufferings ; and to satisfy the bird he took a second orange , and opened it without thinking what he was doing . Out of it flew another canary , and she too began to cry : ' I am dying of thirst ; give me something to drink . ' Then Tubby 's son saw his folly , and while the two canaries flew away he sank on the ground , where , exhausted by his last effort , he lay unconscious . VII When he came to himself , he had a pleasant feeling of freshness all about him . It was night , the sky was sparkling with stars , and the earth was covered with a heavy dew .
The traveller having recovered , mounted his horse , and XXXXX the first streak of dawn he saw a stream dancing in front of him , and stooped down and drank his fill .
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