‘It sounds like glass bells,’ said the Cavalier. ‘And look at her little
throat, how it moves! It is singular that we should never have heard her
before; she will have great success at court.’
[Illustration]
‘Shall I sing again to the Emperor?’ asked the nightingale, for she
thought the Emperor was among them.
‘Most excellent nightingale!’ said the Cavalier, ‘I have the honour to
invite you to a court festival, which is to take place this evening,
when His Imperial Majesty will be enchanted with your delightful song.’
[Illustration: AMONG THE BRANCHES DWELT A NIGHTINGALE]
‘My song would sound far better among the green trees,’ said the
nightingale; however, she followed willingly when she heard that the
Emperor wished it.
There was a regular trimming and polishing at the palace; the walls and
the floors, which were all of porcelain, glittered with a thousand gold
lamps; the loveliest flowers, with the merriest tinkling bells, were
placed in the passages; there was a running to and fro, which made all
the bells to ring, so that one could not hear his own words.
In the midst of the grand hall where the Emperor sat, a golden perch was
erected, on which the nightingale was to sit. The whole court was
present, and the little kitchen-maid received permission to stand behind
the door, for she had now actually the rank and title of ‘Maid of the
Kitchen.’ All were dressed out in their finest clothes; and all eyes
were fixed upon the little grey bird, to whom the Emperor nodded as a
signal for her to begin.
And the nightingale sang so sweetly, that tears came into the Emperor’s
eyes, tears rolled down his cheeks; and the nightingale sang more
sweetly still, and touched the hearts of all who heard her; and the
Emperor was so merry, that he said, ‘The nightingale should have his
golden slippers, and wear them round her neck.’ But the nightingale
thanked him, and said she was already sufficiently rewarded.
‘I have seen tears in the Emperor’s eyes; that is the greatest reward I
can have. The tears of an Emperor have a particular value. Heaven knows
I am sufficiently rewarded.’ And then she sang again with her sweet,
lovely voice.
‘It is the most amiable coquetry ever known,’ said the ladies present;
and they put water into their mouths, and tried to move their throats as
she did when they spoke; they thought to become nightingales also.
Indeed even the footmen and chamber-maids declared that they were quite
contented; which was a great thing to say, for of all people they are
the most difficult to satisfy. Yes indeed! the nightingale’s success was
complete. She was now to remain at court, to have her own cage; with
permission to fly out twice in the day, and once in the night. Twelve
attendants were allotted her, who were to hold a silken band, fastened
round her foot; and they kept good hold. There was no pleasure in
excursions made in this manner.
[Illustration: THEY ADMIRED THE CITY, THE PALACE, AND THE GARDEN]
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