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The Sandman's Hour: Stories for Bedtime

Hear lily!" said the others in chorus. "She thinks the king of day loves her best."
The lily hung her head and said no more, for the other flowers quite frightened her with their taunts.
"How can any of you think you are the best beloved of the sun?" said goldenglow. "When you behold my glowing color which the sun bestows on me, do any of you look so much like him as I do? No, indeed; he loves me best."
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The Sandman's Hour: Stories for Bedtime

The turkeys and the geese, seeing the gander approach the hens, ran as fast as they could to hear what he was saying.
The turkey gobbler, hearing the last part of the gander's remark, said: "How can you say that you can see over all heads? Have you forgotten me and my height? And as for being king," he said, "the rooster never should have been cock of the walk. I am a much more majestic-looking bird than any rooster. No, indeed, you should never think of ruling, Sir Gander. I should be king of the yard."
Source: Gutenberg

The Sandman's Hour: Stories for Bedtime

Your tears are salt and my pond which I have all by myself is so salt that I cannot enjoy it. If only your tears had been fresh I should have been a most fortunate fellow."
"You needn't stay if you do not like it," said Tearful, "and you needn't find fault with my tears, either," she said, beginning to cry again.
"Stop! stop!" cried the frog, hopping about excitedly; "you will have a flood if you keep on crying."
Tearful saw the water rising around her, so she stopped a minute. "What shall I do?" she asked.
Source: Gutenberg

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