--- title: The Dryad, part 3 — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees · page 2 description: The Dryad, part 3, «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. 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" - [108](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/108/) — She was called 'contumacious lady,' or something of that kind. - [109](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/109/) — She had a mouth and staring eyes, like ours, and a great balloon at the back of her head, and something like a shut-up umbrella in front; there were a lot of dangling bits of seaweed hanging about her. - [110](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/110/) — She ought to take all the rubbish off, and go as we do; then she would look something like a respectable barbel, so far as it is possible for a person to look like one!" - [111](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/111/) — "What's become of that one whom they drew away with the hook? - [112](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/112/) — He sat on a wheel-chair, and had paper, and pen, and ink, and wrote down everything. - [113](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/113/) — They called him a 'writer.'" - [114](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/114/) — "They're going about with him still," said a hoary old maid of a Carp, who carried her misfortune about with her, so that she was quite hoarse. - [115](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/115/) — In her youth she had once swallowed a hook, and still swam patiently about with it in her gullet. " - [116](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/116/) — A writer? - [117](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/117/) — That means, as we fishes describe it, a kind of cuttle or ink-fish among men." - [118](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/118/) — Thus the fishes gossipped in their own way; but in the artificial water-grotto the laborers were busy; who were obliged to take advantage of the hours of night to get their work done by daybreak. - [119](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/119/) — They accompanied with blows of their hammers and with songs the parting words of the vanishing Dryad. - [120](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/120/) — "So, at any rate, I have seen you, you pretty gold-fishes," she said. " - [121](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/121/) — Yes, I know you;" and she waved her hand to them. " - [122](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/122/) — I have known about you a long time in my home; the swallow told me about you. - [123](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/123/) — How beautiful you are! how delicate and shining! - [124](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/124/) — I should like to kiss every one of you. - [125](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/125/) — You others, also. - [126](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/126/) — I know you all; but you do not know me." - [127](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/127/) — The fishes stared out into the twilight. - [128](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/128/) — They did not understand a word of it. - [129](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/129/) — The Dryad was there no longer. - [130](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/130/) — She had been a long time in the open air, where the different countries--the country of black bread, the codfish coast, the kingdom of Russia leather, and the banks of eau-de-Cologne, and the gardens of rose oil--exhaled their perfumes from the world-wonder flower. - [131](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/131/) — When, after a night at a ball, we drive home half asleep and half awake, the melodies still sound plainly in our ears; we hear them, and could sing them all from memory. - [132](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/132/) — When the eye of the murdered man closes, the picture of what it saw last clings to it for a time like a photographic picture. - [133](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/133/) — So it was likewise here. - [134](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/134/) — The bustling life of day had not yet disappeared in the quiet night. - [135](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/135/) — The Dryad had seen it; she knew, thus it will be repeated tomorrow. - [136](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/136/) — The Dryad stood among the fragrant roses, and thought she knew them, and had seen them in her own home. - [137](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/137/) — She also saw red pomegranate flowers, like those that little Mary had worn in her dark hair. - [138](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/138/) — Remembrances from the home of her childhood flashed through her thoughts; her eyes eagerly drank in the prospect around, and feverish restlessness chased her through the wonder-filled halls. - [139](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/139/) — A weariness that increased continually, took possession of her. - [140](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/140/) — She felt a longing to rest on the soft Oriental carpets within, or to lean against the weeping willow without by the clear water. - [141](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/141/) — But for the ephemeral fly there was no rest. - [142](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/142/) — In a few moments the day had completed its circle. - [143](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/143/) — Her thoughts trembled, her limbs trembled, she sank down on the grass by the bubbling water. - [144](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/144/) — "Thou wilt ever spring living from the earth," she said mournfully. " - [145](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/145/) — Moisten my tongue--bring me a refreshing draught." - [146](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/146/) — "I am no living water," was the answer. " - [147](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/147/) — I only spring upward when the machine wills it." - [148](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/148/) — "Give me something of thy freshness, thou green grass," implored the Dryad; "give me one of thy fragrant flowers." - [149](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/149/) — "We must die if we are torn from our stalks," replied the Flowers and the Grass. - [150](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/150/) — "Give me a kiss, thou fresh stream of air--only a single life-kiss." - [151](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/151/) — "Soon the sun will kiss the clouds red," answered the Wind; "then thou wilt be among the dead--blown away, as all the splendor here will be blown away before the year shall have ended. - [152](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/152/) — Then I can play again with the light loose sand on the place here, and whirl the dust over the land and through the air. - [153](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/26/153/) — All is dust!" 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