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title: Twenty-eighth Evening — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees
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# Twenty-eighth Evening

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Twenty-eighth Evening of «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole text, 12 sentences and 242 words. Every sentence has its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself.

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- [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/1/) — "I will give you another picture of Sweden," said the Moon. "
- [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/2/) — Among dark pine woods, near the melancholy banks of the Stoxen, lies the old convent church of Wreta.
- [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/3/) — My rays glided through the grating into the roomy vaults, where kings sleep tranquilly in great stone coffins.
- [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/4/) — On the wall, above the grave of each, is placed the emblem of earthly grandeur, a kingly crown; but it is made only of wood, painted and gilt, and is hung on a wooden peg driven into the wall.
- [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/5/) — The worms have gnawed the gilded wood, the spider has spun her web from the crown down to the sand, like a mourning banner, frail and transient as the grief of mortals.
- [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/6/) — How quietly they sleep!
- [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/7/) — I can remember them quite plainly.
- [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/8/) — I still see the bold smile on their lips, that so strongly and plainly expressed joy or grief.
- [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/9/) — When the steamboat winds along like a magic snail over the lakes, a stranger often comes to the church, and visits the burial vault; he asks the names of the kings, and they have a dead and forgotten sound.
- [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/10/) — He glances with a smile at the worm-eaten crowns, and if he happens to be a pious, thoughtful man, something of melancholy mingles with the smile.
- [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/11/) — Slumber on, ye dead ones!
- [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/119/12/) — The Moon thinks of you, the Moon at night sends down his rays into your silent kingdom, over which hangs the crown of pine wood."

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