My Life Is A Lovely Story, Happy

Then She Saw A Star Fall, Leaving Behind It A Bright Streak Of Fire. “someone Is Dying,” Thought The Little Girl, For Her Old Grandmother, The Only One Who Had Ever Loved Her, And Who Was Now Dead, Had Told Her That When A Star Falls, A Soul Was Going Up To God.

She Laughed And Danced With The Thought Of Death In Her Heart.

Almighty God, Thee Only Have I; Thou Steerest My Fate, I Must Give Myself Up To Thee! Give Me A Livelihood! Give Me A Bride! My Blood Wants Love, As My Heart Does!

Farewell, Farewell," Said The Swallow, With A Heavy Heart, As He Left The Warm Countries, To Fly Back Into Denmark. There He Had A Nest Over The Window Of A House In Which Dwelt The Writer Of Fairy Tales. The Swallow Sang "tweet, Tweet," And From His Song Came The Whole Story.

But A Mermaid Has No Tears, And Therefore She Suffers So Much More.