--- title: The Loveliest Rose in the World — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees description: The Loveliest Rose in the World, «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: There lived once a great queen, in whose garden were found at all seasons the most splendid flowers, and from every land --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/) [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/) / The Loveliest Rose in the World # The Loveliest Rose in the World The Loveliest Rose in the World of «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. 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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/pg27200/81/1/) — There lived once a great queen, in whose garden were found at all seasons the most splendid flowers, and from every land in the world. - [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/2/) — She specially loved roses, and therefore she possessed the most beautiful varieties of this flower, from the wild hedge-rose, with its apple-scented leaves, to the splendid Provence rose. - [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/3/) — They grew near the shelter of the walls, wound themselves round columns and window-frames, crept along passages and over the ceilings of the halls. - [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/4/) — They were of every fragrance and color. - [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/5/) — But care and sorrow dwelt within these halls; the queen lay upon a sick bed, and the doctors declared that she must die. " - [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/6/) — There is still one thing that could save her," said one of the wisest among them. " - [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/7/) — Bring her the loveliest rose in the world; one which exhibits the purest and brightest love, and if it is brought to her before her eyes close, she will not die." - [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/8/) — Then from all parts came those who brought roses that bloomed in every garden, but they were not the right sort. - [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/9/) — The flower must be one from the garden of love; but which of the roses there showed forth the highest and purest love? - [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/10/) — The poets sang of this rose, the loveliest in the world, and each named one which he considered worthy of that title; and intelligence of what was required was sent far and wide to every heart that beat with love; to every class, age, and condition. - [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/11/) — "No one has yet named the flower," said the wise man. " - [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/12/) — No one has pointed out the spot where it blooms in all its splendor. - [13](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/13/) — It is not a rose from the coffin of Romeo and Juliet, or from the grave of Walburg, though these roses will live in everlasting song. - [14](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/14/) — It is not one of the roses which sprouted forth from the blood-stained fame of Winkelreid. - [15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/15/) — The blood which flows from the breast of a hero who dies for his country is sacred, and his memory is sweet, and no rose can be redder than the blood which flows from his veins. - [16](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/16/) — Neither is it the magic flower of Science, to obtain which wondrous flower a man devotes many an hour of his fresh young life in sleepless nights, in a lonely chamber." - [17](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/17/) — "I know where it blooms," said a happy mother, who came with her lovely child to the bedside of the queen. " - [18](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/18/) — I know where the loveliest rose in the world is. - [19](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/19/) — It is seen on the blooming cheeks of my sweet child, when it expresses the pure and holy love of infancy; when refreshed by sleep it opens its eyes, and smiles upon me with childlike affection." - [20](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/20/) — "This is a lovely rose," said the wise man; "but there is one still more lovely." - [21](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/21/) — "Yes, one far more lovely," said one of the women. " - [22](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/22/) — I have seen it, and a loftier and purer rose does not bloom. - [23](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/23/) — But it was white, like the leaves of a blush-rose. - [24](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/24/) — I saw it on the cheeks of the queen. - [25](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/25/) — She had taken off her golden crown, and through the long, dreary night, she carried her sick child in her arms. - [26](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/26/) — She wept over it, kissed it, and prayed for it as only a mother can pray in that hour of her anguish." - [27](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/27/) — "Holy and wonderful in its might is the white rose of grief, but it is not the one we seek." - [28](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/28/) — "No; the loveliest rose in the world I saw at the Lord's table," said the good old bishop. " - [29](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/29/) — I saw it shine as if an angel's face had appeared. - [30](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/30/) — A young maiden knelt at the altar, and renewed the vows made at her baptism; and there were white roses and red roses on the blushing cheeks of that young girl. - [31](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/31/) — She looked up to heaven with all the purity and love of her young spirit, in all the expression of the highest and purest love." - [32](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/32/) — "May she be blessed!" said the wise man: "but no one has yet named the loveliest rose in the world." - [33](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/33/) — Then there came into the room a child--the queen's little son. - [34](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/34/) — Tears stood in his eyes, and glistened on his cheeks; he carried a great book and the binding was of velvet, with silver clasps. " - [35](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/35/) — Mother," cried the little boy; "only hear what I have read." - [36](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/36/) — And the child seated himself by the bedside, and read from the book of Him who suffered death on the cross to save all men, even who are yet unborn. - [37](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/37/) — He read, "Greater love hath no man than this," and as he read a roseate hue spread over the cheeks of the queen, and her eyes became so enlightened and clear, that she saw from the leaves of the book a lovely rose spring forth, a type of Him who shed His blood on the cross. - [38](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/38/) — "I see it," she said. " - [39](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/81/39/) — He who beholds this, the loveliest rose on earth, shall never die." - ← previous: [Little Tuk](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/80/) - next →: [The Mail-coach Passengers](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/82/) - ↑ back to [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/)