The Selfish Giant part 2

Then
the Spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little
birds. Only in the garden of the Selfish Giant it was still winter. The birds
did not care to sing in it, as there were no children, and the trees forgot to
blossom. Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it
saw the notice-board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into
the ground again, and went off to sleep.

Chimney pots down

The
only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. “Spring has forgotten
this garden,” they cried, “so we will live here all the year round.” The Snow
covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the
trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came.
He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the
chimney-pots down. “This is a delightful spot,” he said; “we must ask the Hail
on a visit.” So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof
of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round
the garden as fast as he could go. He was dressed in gray, and his breath was
like ice.

“I
can not understand why the Spring is so late in coming,” said the Selfish
Giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden; “I hope
there will be a change in the weather.”

But
the Spring never came, nor the Summer. The Autumn gave golden fruit to every
garden, but to the Giant’s garden she gave none. “He is too selfish,” she said.
So it was always Winter there, and the North Wind, and the Hail, and the Frost,
and the Snow danced about through the trees.

One
morning the Giant was lying awake in bed when he heard some lovely music. It
sounded so sweet to his ears that he thought it must be the King’s musicians
passing by. It was really only a little linnet singing outside his window, but
it was so long since he had heard a bird sing in his garden that it seemed to
him to be the most beautiful music in the world.

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