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"Oh, yes," said the vine. "I heard the country folks talking about it as they went through the forest to day, and they said that the prince would surely come on the morrow." OH YES SAID THE VINE I HEARD THE COUNTRY FOLKS TALKING ABOUT IT AS THEY WENT THROUGH THE FOREST TO DAY AND THEY SAID THAT THE PRINCE WOULD SURELY COME ON THE MORROW
 man; he thought of his own little girl at home. "No, you must not go to the forest," said he, "for you would perish with the cold." But Barbara would not stay. She avoided the watchman's grasp and ran as fast as ever she could through the city gate. "Come back, come back!" cried the watchman; "you will perish in the forest!" But Barbara would not heed his cry. The falling snow did not stay her, nor did the cutting blast. She thought only of the prince, and she ran straightway to the forest. II "What do you see up there, O pine-tree?" asked a little vine in the forest. "You lift your head among the clouds to-night, and you tremble strangely as if you saw wondrous sights." "I see only the distant hill-tops and the dark clouds," answered the pine-tree. "And the wind sings of the snow-king to-night; to all my questionings he says, 'Snow, snow, snow,' till I am wearied with his refrain." "But the prince will surely come to-morrow?" inquired the tiny snowdrop that nestled close to the vine. INTO THE FOREST THE WATCHMAN SMILED SADLY HE WAS A KINDLY MAN HE THOUGHT OF HIS OWN LITTLE GIRL AT HOME NO YOU MUST NOT GO TO THE FOREST SAID HE FOR YOU WOULD PERISH WITH THE COLD BUT BARBARA WOULD NOT STAY SHE AVOIDED THE WATCHMAN'S GRASP AND RAN AS FAST AS EVER SHE COULD THROUGH THE CITY GATE COME BACK COME BACK CRIED THE WATCHMAN YOU WILL PERISH IN THE FOREST BUT BARBARA WOULD NOT HEED HIS CRY THE FALLING SNOW DID NOT STAY HER NOR DID THE CUTTING BLAST SHE THOUGHT ONLY OF THE PRINCE AND SHE RAN STRAIGHT AWAY TO THE FOREST WHAT YOU SEE UP THERE A PINE TREE ASKED A LITTLE VINE IN THE FOREST YOU LIFT YOUR HEAD AMONG THE CLOUDS TO NIGHT AND YOU TREMBLE STRANGELY AS IF YOU SAW WONDROUS SIGHTS I SEE ONLY THE DISTANT HILLTOPS AND THE DARK CLOUDS ANSWERED THE PINE TREE AND THE WIND SINGS OF THE SNOW KING TO NIGHT TO ALL MY QUESTIONINGS HE SAYS SNOW SNOW SNOW TILL I AM WEARIED WITH HIS REFRAIN BUT THE PRINCE WILL SURELY COME TO MORROW INQUIRED THE TINY SNOWDROP THAT NESTLED CLOSE TO THE VINE
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