--- title: Third Evening — Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen · full text with trees description: Third Evening, «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: "In the narrow street round the corner yonder--it is so narrow that my beams can only glide for a minute along the walls of the house, but --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/) [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/) / Third Evening # Third Evening Third Evening of «Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen» by H. C. Andersen: the whole text, 21 sentences and 436 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/pg27200/94/1/) — "In the narrow street round the corner yonder--it is so narrow that my beams can only glide for a minute along the walls of the house, but in that minute I see enough to learn what the world is made of--in that narrow street I saw a woman. - [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/2/) — Sixteen years ago that woman was a child, playing in the garden of the old parsonage, in the country. - [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/3/) — The hedges of rose-bush were old, and the flowers were faded. - [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/4/) — They straggled wild over the paths, and the ragged branches grew up among the boughs of the apple trees; here and there were a few roses still in bloom--not so fair as the queen of flowers generally appears, but still they had colour and scent too. - [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/5/) — The clergyman's little daughter appeared to me a far lovelier rose, as she sat on her stool under the straggling hedge, hugging and caressing her doll with the battered pasteboard cheeks. - [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/6/) — "Ten years afterwards I saw her again. - [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/7/) — I beheld her in a splendid ballroom: she was the beautiful bride of a rich merchant. - [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/8/) — I rejoiced at her happiness, and sought her on calm quiet evenings--ah, nobody thinks of my clear eye and my silent glance! - [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/9/) — Alas! my rose ran wild, like the rose bushes in the garden of the parsonage. - [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/10/) — There are tragedies in every-day life, and tonight I saw the last act of one. - [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/11/) — "She was lying in bed in a house in that narrow street: she was sick unto death, and the cruel landlord came up, and tore away the thin coverlet, her only protection against the cold. ' - [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/12/) — Get up!' said he; 'your face is enough to frighten one. - [13](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/13/) — Get up and dress yourself, give me money, or I'll turn you out into the street! - [14](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/14/) — Quick--get up!' - [15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/15/) — She answered, 'Alas! death is gnawing at my heart. - [16](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/16/) — Let me rest.' - [17](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/17/) — But he forced her to get up and bathe her face, and put a wreath of roses in her hair; and he placed her in a chair at the window, with a candle burning beside her, and went away. - [18](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/18/) — "I looked at her, and she was sitting motionless, with her hands in her lap. - [19](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/19/) — The wind caught the open window and shut it with a crash, so that a pane came clattering down in fragments; but still she never moved. - [20](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/20/) — The curtain caught fire, and the flames played about her face; and I saw that she was dead. - [21](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/94/21/) — There at the open window sat the dead woman, preaching a sermon against sin--my poor faded rose out of the parsonage garden!" - ← previous: [Second Evening](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/93/) - next →: [Fourth Evening](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/95/) - ↑ back to [Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg27200/)