Hans Christian Andersen,
Fairy Tales and Other Stories…
(1914)
“ When she was in bed she lay for a long time thinking how pretty it must be to see the beautiful flowers dancing out in the king's castle. 'I wonder if my flowers have really been there?' And then she fell asleep. In the night she awoke again: she had dreamed of the flowers, and of the student with whom the councillor found fault. It was quite quiet in the bedroom where Ida lay; the night-lamp burned on the table, and father and mother were asleep. 'I wonder if my flowers are still hang in Sophy's bed?' she thought to herself. ”
