--- title: Fifteenth Evening — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees description: Fifteenth Evening, «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: "I know a Pulcinella," the Moon told me. " --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/) / Fifteenth Evening # Fifteenth Evening Fifteenth Evening of «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole text, 32 sentences and 588 words. Every sentence has its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself. - [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/1/) — "I know a Pulcinella," the Moon told me. " - [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/2/) — The public applaud vociferously directly they see him. - [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/3/) — Every one of his movements is comic, and is sure to throw the house into convulsions of laughter; and yet there is no art in it all--it is complete nature. - [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/4/) — When he was yet a little boy, playing about with other boys, he was already Punch. - [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/5/) — Nature had intended him for it, and had provided him with a hump on his back, and another on his breast; but his inward man, his mind, on the contrary, was richly furnished. - [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/6/) — No one could surpass him in depth of feeling or in readiness of intellect. - [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/7/) — The theatre was his ideal world. - [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/8/) — If he had possessed a slender well-shaped figure, he might have been the first tragedian on any stage; the heroic, the great, filled his soul; and yet he had to become a Pulcinella. - [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/9/) — His very sorrow and melancholy did but increase the comic dryness of his sharply-cut features, and increased the laughter of the audience, who showered plaudits on their favourite. - [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/10/) — The lovely Columbine was indeed kind and cordial to him; but she preferred to marry the Harlequin. - [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/11/) — It would have been too ridiculous if beauty and ugliness had in reality paired together. - [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/12/) — "When Pulcinella was in very bad spirits, she was the only one who could force a hearty burst of laughter, or even a smile from him: first she would be melancholy with him, then quieter, and at last quite cheerful and happy. ' - [13](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/13/) — I know very well what is the matter with you,' she said; 'yes, you're in love!' - [14](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/14/) — And he could not help laughing. ' - [15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/15/) — I and Love," he cried, "that would have an absurd look. - [16](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/16/) — How the public would shout!' ' - [17](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/17/) — Certainly, you are in love,' she continued; and added with a comic pathos, 'and I am the person you are in love with.' - [18](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/18/) — You see, such a thing may be said when it is quite out of the question--and, indeed, Pulcinella burst out laughing, and gave a leap into the air, and his melancholy was forgotten. - [19](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/19/) — "And yet she had only spoken the truth. - [20](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/20/) — He did love her, love her adoringly, as he loved what was great and lofty in art. - [21](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/21/) — At her wedding he was the merriest among the guests, but in the stillness of night he wept: if the public had seen his distorted face then, they would have applauded rapturously. - [22](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/22/) — "And a few days ago, Columbine died. - [23](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/23/) — On the day of the funeral, Harlequin was not required to show himself on the boards, for he was a disconsolate widower. - [24](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/24/) — The director had to give a very merry piece, that the public might not too painfully miss the pretty Columbine and the agile Harlequin. - [25](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/25/) — Therefore Pulcinella had to be more boisterous and extravagant than ever; and he danced and capered, with despair in his heart; and the audience yelled, and shouted 'bravo, bravissimo!' - [26](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/26/) — Pulcinella was actually called before the curtain. - [27](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/27/) — He was pronounced inimitable. - [28](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/28/) — "But last night the hideous little fellow went out of the town, quite alone, to the deserted churchyard. - [29](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/29/) — The wreath of flowers on Columbine's grave was already faded, and he sat down there. - [30](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/30/) — It was a study for a painter. - [31](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/31/) — As he sat with his chin on his hands, his eyes turned up towards me, he looked like a grotesque monument--a Punch on a grave--peculiar and whimsical! - [32](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/106/32/) — If the people could have seen their favourite, they would have cried as usual, 'Bravo, Pulcinella; bravo, bravissimo!'" - ← previous: [Fourteenth Evening](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/105/) - next →: [Sixteenth Evening](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/107/) - ↑ back to [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/)