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The Happy Prince

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The Happy Prince by Henrietta MacPhee

Original Pictures for Storynory by Henrietta MacPhee

Read by Natasha

Oscar Wilde’s story of a statue and a swallow is both beautiful and sad. We feel it captures much of the spirit of Easter (our reasons for thinking this are explained here). The statue was once a prince, who enjoyed a life of pleasure. He had no idea that anybody else could be poor or sad. Now that he is a statue, high above the city, he can see that his happiness is not shared by all.

The Happy Prince and the Swallow

The Swallow Brings Gold from the Happy Prince to the poor children

HIGH above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt.

He was very much admired indeed. ‘He is as beautiful as a weathercock,’ remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to gain a reputation for having artistic tastes; ‘only not quite so useful,’ he added, fearing lest people should think him unpractical, which he really was not.

‘Why can’t you be like the Happy Prince?’ asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon. ‘The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything.’

‘I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy,’ muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue.

‘He looks just like an angel,’ said the Charity Children as they came out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks, and their clean white pinafores.

‘How do you know?’ said the Mathematical Master, ‘you have never seen one.’

‘Ah! but we have, in our dreams,’ answered the children; and the Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe, for he did not approve of children dreaming.

One night there flew over the city a little Swallow. His friends had gone away to Egypt six weeks before, but he had stayed behind, for he was in love with the most beautiful Reed. He had met her early in the spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth, and had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to talk to her.

‘Shall I love you?’ said the Swallow, who liked to come to the point at once, and the Reed made him a low bow. So he flew round and round her, touching the water with his wings, and making silver ripples. This was his courtship, and it lasted all through the summer.

‘It is a ridiculous attachment,’ twittered the other Swallows, ‘she has no money, and far too many relations;’ and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds. Then, when the autumn came, they all flew away.

After they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love. ‘She has no conversation,’ he said, ‘and I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind.’ And certainly, whenever the wind blew, the Reed made the most graceful curtsies. ‘I admit that she is domestic,’ he continued, ‘but I love travelling, and my wife, consequently, should love travelling also.’

‘Will you come away with me?’ he said finally to her; but the Reed shook her head, she was so attached to her home.

‘You have been trifling with me,’ he cried, ‘I am off to the Pyramids. Good-bye!’ and he flew away.

All day long he flew, and at night time he arrived at the city. ‘Where shall I put up?’ he said; ‘I hope the town has made preparations.’

Then he saw the statue on the tall column. ‘I will put up there,’ he cried; ‘it is a fine position with plenty of fresh air.’ So he alighted just between the feet of the Happy Prince.

‘I have a golden bedroom,’ he said softly to himself as he looked round, and he prepared to go to sleep; but just as he was putting his head under his wing a large drop of water fell on him. ‘What a curious thing!’ he cried, ‘there is not a single cloud in the sky, the stars are quite clear and bright, and yet it is raining. The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness.’

Then another drop fell.

‘What is the use of a statue if it cannot keep the rain off?’ he said; ‘I must look for a good chimney-pot,’ and he determined to fly away.

But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw – Ah! what did he see?

The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity.

‘Who are you?’ he said.

‘I am the Happy Prince.’

‘Why are you weeping then?’ asked the Swallow; ‘you have quite drenched me.’

‘When I was alive and had a human heart,’ answered the statue, ‘I did not know what tears were, for I lived in the palace of Sans-Souci, where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot choose but weep.’

‘What, is he not solid gold?’ said the Swallow to himself. He was too polite to make any personal remarks out loud.

‘Far away,’ continued the statue in a low musical voice, ‘far away in a little street there is a poor house. One of the windows is open, and through it I can see a woman seated at a table. Her face is thin and worn, and she has coarse, red hands, all pricked by the needle, for she is a seamstress. She is embroidering passion flowers on a satin gown for the loveliest of the Queen’s maids-of-honour to wear at the next Court ball. In a bed in the corner of the room her little boy is lying ill. He has a fever, and is asking for oranges. His mother has nothing to give him but river water, so he is crying. Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, will you not bring her the ruby out of my sword-hilt? My feet are fastened to this pedestal and I cannot move.’

‘I am waited for in Egypt,’ said the Swallow. ‘My friends are flying up and down the Nile, and talking to the large lotus-flowers. Soon they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King. The King is there himself in his painted coffin. He is wrapped in yellow linen, and embalmed with spices. Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade, and his hands are like withered leaves.’

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘will you not stay with me for one night, and be my messenger? The boy is so thirsty, and the mother so sad.’

‘I don’t think I like boys,’ answered the Swallow. ‘Last summer, when I was staying on the river, there were two rude boys, the miller’s sons, who were always throwing stones at me. They never hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was a mark of disrespect.’

But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry. ‘It is very cold here,’ he said; ‘but I will stay with you for one night, and be your messenger.’

‘Thank you, little Swallow,’ said the Prince.

So the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince’s sword, and flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town.

He passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels were sculptured. He passed by the palace and heard the sound of dancing. A beautiful girl came out on the balcony with her lover. ‘How wonderful the stars are,’ he said to her, and how wonderful is the power of love!’

‘I hope my dress will be ready in time for the State ball,’ she answered; ‘I have ordered passion flowers to be embroidered on it; but the seamstresses are so lazy.’

At last he came to the poor house and looked in. The boy was tossing feverishly on his bed, and the mother had fallen asleep, she was so tired. In he hopped, and laid the great ruby on the table beside the woman’s thimble. Then he flew gently round the bed, fanning the boy’s forehead with his wings. ‘How cool I feel,’ said the boy, ‘I must be getting better;’ and he sank into a delicious slumber.

Then the Swallow flew back to the Happy Prince, and told him what he had done. ‘It is curious,’ he remarked, ‘but I feel quite warm now, although it is so cold.’

‘That is because you have done a good action,’ said the Prince. And the little Swallow began to think, and then he fell asleep. Thinking always made him sleepy.

When day broke he flew down to the river and had a bath. ‘What a remarkable phenomenon,’ said the Professor of Ornithology as he was passing over the bridge. ‘A swallow in winter!’ And he wrote a long letter about it to the local newspaper. Every one quoted it, it was full of so many words that they could not understand.

‘Tonight I go to Egypt,’ said the Swallow, and he was in high spirits at the prospect. He visited all the public monuments, and sat a long time on top of the church steeple. Wherever he went the Sparrows chirruped, and said to each other, ‘What a distinguished stranger!’ so he enjoyed himself very much.

When the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince. ‘Have you any commissions for Egypt?’ he cried; ‘I am just starting.’

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘will you not stay with me one night longer?’

‘I am waited for in Egypt,’ answered the Swallow. ‘Tomorrow my friends will fly up to the Second Cataract. The river-horse couches there among the bulrushes, and on a great granite throne sits the god Memnon. All night long he watches the stars, and when the morning star shines he utters one cry of joy, and then he is silent. At noon the yellow lions come down to the water’s edge to drink. They have eyes like green beryls, and their roar is louder than the roar of the cataract.’

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the prince, ‘far away across the city I see a young man in a garret. He is leaning over a desk covered with papers, and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of withered violets. His hair is brown and crisp, and his lips are red as a pomegranate, and he has large and dreamy eyes. He is trying to finish a play for the Director of the Theatre, but he is too cold to write any more. There is no fire in the grate, and hunger has made him faint.’

‘I will wait with you one night longer,’ said the Swallow, who really had a good heart. ‘Shall I take him another ruby?’

‘Alas! I have no ruby now,’ said the Prince; ‘my eyes are all that I have left. They are made of rare sapphires, which were brought out of India a thousand years ago. Pluck out one of them and take it to him. He will sell it to the jeweller, and buy food and firewood, and finish his play.’

‘Dear Prince,’ said the Swallow, ‘I cannot do that;’ and he began to weep.

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘do as I command you.’

So the Swallow plucked out the Prince’s eye, and flew away to the student’s garret. It was easy enough to get in, as there was a hole in the roof. Through this he darted, and came into the room. The young man had his head buried in his hands, so he did not hear the flutter of the bird’s wings, and when he looked up he found the beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets.

‘I am beginning to be appreciated,’ he cried; ‘this is from some great admirer. Now I can finish my play,’ and he looked quite happy.

The next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour. He sat on the mast of a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the hold with ropes. ‘Heave a-hoy!’ they shouted as each chest came up. ‘I am going to Egypt!’ cried the Swallow, but nobody minded, and when the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince.

‘I am come to bid you good-bye,’ he cried.

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘will you not stay with me one night longer?’

‘It is winter,’ answered the Swallow, ‘and the chill snow will soon be here. In Egypt the sun is warm on the green palm-trees, and the crocodiles lie in the mud and look lazily about them. My companions are building a nest in the Temple of Baalbec, and the pink and white doves are watching them, and cooing to each other. Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea.’

‘In the square below,’ said the Happy Prince, ‘there stands a little match-girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are all spoiled. Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her little head is bare. Pluck out my other eye, and give it to her, and her father will not beat her.’

‘I will stay with you one night longer,’ said the Swallow, ‘but I cannot pluck out your eye. You would be quite blind then.’

‘Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘do as I command you.’

So he plucked out the Prince’s other eye, and darted down with it. He swooped past the match-girl, and slipped the jewel into the palm of her hand. ‘What a lovely bit of glass,’ cried the little girl; and she ran home, laughing.

Then the Swallow came back to the Prince. ‘You are blind now,’ he said, ‘so I will stay with you always.’

‘No, little Swallow,’ said the poor Prince, ‘you must go away to Egypt.’

‘I will stay with you always,’ said the Swallow, and he slept at the Prince’s feet.

All the next day he sat on the Prince’s shoulder, and told him stories of what he had seen in strange lands. He told him of the red ibises, who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile, and catch gold fish in their beaks; of the Sphinx, who is as old as the world itself and lives in the desert, and knows everything; of the merchants, who walk slowly by the side of their camels, and carry amber beads in their hands; of the King of the Mountains of the Moon, who is as black as ebony, and worships a large crystal; of the great green snake that sleeps in a palm-tree, and has twenty priests to feed it with honey-cakes; and of the pygmies who sail over a big lake on large flat leaves, and are always at war with the butterflies.

‘Dear little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘you tell me of marvellous things, but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery. Fly over my city, little Swallow, and tell me what you see there.’

So the Swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making merry in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at the gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets. Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another’s arms to try and keep themselves warm. ‘How hungry we are!’ they said. ‘You must not lie here,’ shouted the Watchman, and they wandered out into the rain.

Then he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen.

‘I am covered with fine gold,’ said the Prince, ‘you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor; the living always think that gold can make them happy.’

Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off, till the Happy Prince looked quite dull and grey. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold he brought to the poor, and the children’s faces grew rosier, and they laughed and played games in the street. ‘We have bread now!’ they cried.

Then the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets looked as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and glistening; long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the eaves of the houses, everybody went about in furs, and the little boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice.

The poor little Swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not leave the Prince, he loved him too well. He picked up crumbs outside the baker’s door where the baker was not looking, and tried to keep himself warm by flapping his wings.

But at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength to fly up to the Prince’s shoulder once more. ‘Good-bye, dear Prince!’ he murmured, ‘will you let me kiss your hand?’

‘I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you.’

‘It is not to Egypt that I am going,’ said the Swallow. ‘I am going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?’

And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at his feet.

At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost. Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column he looked up at the statue: ‘Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince looks!’ he said.

‘How shabby indeed!’ cried the Town Councillors, who always agreed with the Mayor, and they went up to look at it.

‘The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he is golden no longer,’ said the Mayor; ‘in fact, he is little better than a beggar!’

‘Little better than a beggar’ said the Town councillors.

‘And here is actually a dead bird at his feet!’ continued the Mayor. ‘We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to be allowed to die here.’ And the Town Clerk made a note of the suggestion.

So they pulled down the statue of the Happy Prince. ‘As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful,’ said the Art Professor at the University.

Then they melted the statue in a furnace, and the Mayor held a meeting of the Corporation to decide what was to be done with the metal. ‘We must have another statue, of course,’ he said, ‘and it shall be a statue of myself.’

‘Of myself,’ said each of the Town Councillors, and they quarrelled. When I last heard of them they were quarrelling still.

‘What a strange thing!’ said the overseer of the workmen at the foundry. ‘This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace. We must throw it away.’ So they threw it on a dust heap where the dead Swallow was also lying.

‘Bring me the two most precious things in the city,’ said God to one of His Angels; and the Angel brought Him the leaden heart and the dead bird.

‘You have rightly chosen,’ said God, ‘for in my garden of Paradise this little bird shall sing for evermore, and in my city of gold the Happy Prince shall praise me.’

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185 Responses to “The Happy Prince”

  • Maylort says:


  • Isabella says:

    Thank you, Bertie and Storynory! Thank you for giving us a wonderful story for Easter! It really is a good example of the meaning of Easter! I love the devotion of the sparrow, the kindness of the prince, and the beautiful message!

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Deborah, glad you still like the story.

  • Deborah says:

    I herd this when my grand kids where small 28 years ago.It is a story I have not forgot.out of all the story’s I have herd.This story is about Love, and Compassion. hope,and truth.

  • simon says:

    worst story ever!!!! so dull

  • bob says:

    RUBBISH i hate it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Divyaansh says:

    Very goood”…….”………..

  • Nagarajan says:

    This ‘Happy prince’ story takes us to the new lovely world.It gives the happiness of a truthful and lovable
    one’s helping mind.

  • Cate says:

    It was great story but what does it have to do with Easter ?:D!

  • nando says:

    beatiful voice natasha i like some much, i am mexican and i learn inglish whit this greats and clasics storys!!

  • nando says:

    the story have difernts interpretations but is beatiful and sad, but i like!!!, i am mexican and this web side is wonderful…saludos desde Mexico!!!

  • brinda says:

    SO FLIPEN SAD!!!!!!! AND THIS IS A BEDTIME STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Carsonline1 says:

    Dear Bertie this stor was ultra fantastic but tell me what in it has to do with Easter please reply[cars bye*]

  • Carsonline1 says:

    Dear item that’s not nice

  • item says:

    I hate usa I am from japan

  • Very nice story! And very nice attempt! I had been reading this story since many years and again and again!! Only one thing is lacking and that is I could not download this nice presentation! May such prince who care for poor live in all! I have never saw this page and so no question of duplicasy!I am a medicant! Not worldly!

  • Very nice story! And very nice attempt! I had been reading this story since many years and again and again!! Only one thing is lacking and that is I could not download this nice presentation! May such prince who care for poor live in all!

  • Beth says:

    Precious theme and ending! I teach children, and this story is so different from others, the lessons of self-sacrifice are potent! Glorifying of objects of worship, such as the sphinxes, to what is enemy to God is not cute but greatly distressing, as children also take in sub-plots and the subliminal.!

  • bobobunny says:

    good but i hate your byebye at the end

  • bobobunny says:


  • James says:


  • James says:

    Thank you and Oscar wild for the wonderful story, we enjoy a lot this literature because we can learn how we help to another

  • mina says:

    I really likes this story

  • eeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww look at his face.

  • rupal says:

    i mean it is not like what i think

  • rupal says:

    it is ot like what i think

  • Zoha says:

    I have never herd a name like the. Happy

  • Nishi says:

    it’s awesome! I love reading moral stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • jinxy says:

    nice story

  • Kara says:

    Did the Happy Prince’s heart crack because it was
    frosting hard or because he was sad??????????????
    P.S. It was sad:-(

  • Thomas says:

    It is very sad and wonderful indeed but I think that the happy prince is very generous and kind… Also I’d like to know how he got turned into a statue.

  • prabhav says:

    i love the story 2 much

  • serena says:

    your story is very bad

  • anna says:

    your story is very bad

  • Cat says:

    It was ok

  • marvina says:

    could you show me about the moral value of that story.. because i am studying… so please foward the message…????

  • Emily says:

    hello natasha and bertie its emily again i just wanted to say that i Absolutely adore storynory and this is my favourite story and i hope you can reply

    hope your all well

    yours sincerely
    Emily -x-

  • Serena says:

    Will one of the characters really talk to me like Trenda and Bertie? Will you also get a new story and get my name in it, and the title is,”Serena the Royal.” In the Fairytales part. IF you agree please give me a message on this comment next if you don’t agree please give me too a message(The better is agree.) Please!

    Thankyou very much!

  • faiza says:

    difference between pleasure and happiness according to the story “The Happy Prince”?

  • Amiee says:

    Oscar Wilde is such a great writer…
    So sad, the swallow died…

  • Amiee says:

    OMG!! love this story sooo sooo much

  • swati says:

    I luv the story. :)

  • Anonymous says:

    Wow its butifull story :)

  • Amna says:

    Well the stories quite sad, I loved the story but it was better listening to it rater than reading it.

  • yohann says:


  • douglesssssssss says:

    I didn’t mean to send that coment to this story, I ment to send it to the white snake story by the brother grim. Oops!

  • douglesssssssss says:

    I LOVE IT.I like how you used a snake not a nother animal.It was really cool!
    I love the whole storynory website your storys are very interesting and full of excitment and detail!

    p.s. Keep reading the storys natasha you have great voice.

  • samyak says:

    what…… a wonderfulstory it is!!!!!!!!!

  • niki says:

    A very fantastic story:) All my friends love it i cant even stop listening to it.

  • Sarah says:

    Very fantastic and SSSAAAAADD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Natasha says:

    You’re welcome. The Happy Prince is a beautiful tale by Oscar Wilde and you may also enjoy The Selfish Giant in which he plays in a large garden with Children and learns the value of youth.
    Thanks for liistening
    Bye Bye
    N *

  • Natala says:

    Oscar Wilde is my favourite writer and I always read all his story with pleasure. I have heard this beautiful story today also with pleasure. Thank you for good perfomance!

  • Bertie says:

    Hi Judith, Fantastic – I think it’s a brilliant idea to act out the Happy Prince – and I am glad that your church also apparently sees that this story has a subtle Christian message – because I think that was Oscar Wilde’s intention.

  • JUDITH says:

    I had a wonderful experience today. I was invited by the children of my church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latterday Saints, to play the part of the happy prince. They dressed me in a cardboard suit of gold, a sword and jewles. The children each played a part in the story the jewels and gold were given away but most of all they gave me a beautiful memory of their love for me who is not just an elderly woman but their friend. Thankyou Children.

  • Natasha says:


    Thank you. This is a beautiful and Sad Oscar Wilde tale on The statue of the prince and the young swallow bird that perches on him is an image that is very vivid from the story. You may also enjoy The Selfish Giant.
    Thanks for listening
    Bye Bye
    N *

  • Caroline says:

    A beautiful story, a beautiful voice. Thank you

  • OMFG says:

    SOOOO Borrring!!!! hate schooooolll

  • Natasha says:

    Hello Molly

    Thanks for your comment The Happy Prince by Oscar Wilde is a charming tale and one we learn a lot from. The Swallow makes a dear friend of the young swallow bird and helps him feel happy at the end of the story even though he is just a statue

    Thanks for listening
    Bye Bye

  • Molly says:

    Hii am Molly
    I was glad the story had something of God in it. He is amazing
    This story is beautiful; I first read it when I was 15 year old, now I’m 28. Like the first time I cried once again. The hear touching line is that ‘I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you.’

    ‘It is not to Egypt that I am going,’ said the Swallow. ‘I am going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?

  • Taheerah says:

    I recognize the great sacrifice in the story. The prince had already passed on but the bird was still alive. He loved & served the prince. Staying faithfully until his last day. The prince was rich when he was alive, dying happy & gave all he had ‘after’ he was dead! The swallow passed on because he had sacrificed his travel time to help the poor & give of the prince. So after all his good deeds, he froze to death when he was due to be in Egypt. The heart & the swallow were definitely chosen wisely. As far as Easter, I don’t seeing it go that far. But, I’d call the swallow more of a Mother Theresa.

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Micki, that’s very much how I see the story too.

  • micki says:

    sad, the happy prince gave all just like lord god

  • Natasha says:


    Thanks for your comment. This is a wonderful story by Oscar Wilde. The Happy Prince is lonely statue until the Swallow comes to his rescue

    Thanks for listening
    Bye Bye
    N *

  • you are a good stour

  • Omz12 says:

    Fantastic story! SO SAD! strange ending and ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH EASTER!!!

  • Anonymous says:

    it was soooo boaring

  • satarupa says:


  • anju says:

    I am very inspired by this story.

  • anju says:

    It is a wonderfuk story.

  • killer says:

    the story is so boring, maybe the writer is not good and he is not well known!!!!!!!

  • Ailun S. says:

    This is so sorrow

  • JOSHUA says:


  • Olya says:

    When I was little girl I very enjoyed it…I read it in Russian. I’m 16 now. I’m learning English and still enjoy this story. It’s both for children and grown-ups. Do not forget that there are “Happy Princes” and “Little Swallows” in our lives too…

  • Prashant says:

    very gud story i liked it very much

  • prabesh says:

    this story is a heart touching………….especially last part…………..this story is also abilavle in our book……….



  • Prashant says:

    I really eanjoyed this story

  • Garima says:

    Itbis a lovely story of the princce helping the needy.

  • date may.2011
    this story has shattered my is unique initself for everyone to feel the poor and misery all around,this is a different story full of emotions.i really burst into tears.iam 8 years old boy but this story has left an impact on me.i feel that rich r rich and the poor r poor.justify my statement.can we do something

  • kaniksh kasul says:

    i like tha

  • aryan aggarwal says:

    I was really shattered by the is a beautifull blend of feels like crying ann enjoying every incidents of the story.i allmost burst into tears after reading this unusual story.a very different story for everyone to read and feel the same for the poor and the misery in the world.the rich r rich and the poor r poor,justify my statement.

  • Vasty says:

    I’ never read such wonderful story !It has a great message for us, is awesome .Thank you very much.

  • ASHANTI says:


  • laura says:

    i rrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllyyyyyy
    liked this story. i’d red it wons a loooooooooong time ago.

  • Haitam says:

    I like this story because it is fun and awesome

  • suzy says:

    I like the story it is fantastic !!!!!

    My mum like it too , Dad as well.

    I would like to thank the Author & the one who read Natasha.

  • Lisa says:

    My small daughter loved this, and your reader Natasha has a lovely voice. Could you get someone to check pronunciation before you make recordings? Natasha mispronounced seamstress, granite and Ibis, which was a shame when everything else was so good.

  • AYADOUA says:

    what a wonderfull story ,i like it very much
    thanks natasha you have a good voice thanks and OSCAR WILD even if it was sad but very interresting

  • joe says:

    This story is a treasure! I read it as a young boy and it was and still is my favorite! My kids have read it and have also seen the movie. Powerful and heart warming to us all!

  • Lydia says:

    I’ve never heard this before, my sons and I listened to it. Thank you for reading such a meaningful literature piece close to Easter. I’m always looking for new things to make Easter more real, more than tradition. This story will go in my keepsake things for my kids

  • nasos says:

    I’ve never read such a wonderful story ! Thank you Oscar Wilde.

  • Kara says:

    I spelled forever wrong. I bet you know that the e is right next to the r. So it was ‘foever’

  • Kara says:

    I do not know what to say. It’s sooooo good. Did the swallow and the prince go to heven Bertie? Did the guys quarrel foever?

  • hd says:


  • hd says:

    sad and
    cool story =)

  • Jayer says:

    fun and joyble

  • jayer says:

    very intresting
    fun and funny
    good and sleepy story#

  • yette says:

    The story is full of symbols. Each character symbolizes the people in our community. The story could make you laugh and cry at the same time. I like it very much!

  • Alexander says:

    What kind of story really is this, Bertie?

  • jenny says:

    i think that this is a really sad story because in the end he dies…… i think its really sad…. i wish that the happy prince is happy forever… he was sooooooooooo kind to the sparrow i think that the little boy was really sad….. HE WANTED THE MOON BUT HE COULDNT I THINK THE MAN MUST BE COLD BECAUSE THERE IS NO COAL MY SISITER SAYS THE HAPPY PRINCE WAS REALLY FOLISH AND ALSO MY SISITER SAD HE WAS SELFISH!!!!!!! I THINK THAT THE HAPPY PRINCE IS HAPPY THAT THE MAN HAD TTHE……

  • Hank says:

    i thought it was audio

  • ethan says:

    i am sad for the swallow and the happy prince but still it was a good story

  • Anonymous says:

    This swallow is a male,and the Prince is man.SO a little strange.If this little swallow is a female ,it will be better.

  • blah blah says:

    awsome stry
    brought tears in my eyes
    just beautiful

  • kelly says:

    verry good storynory is the best !!! :)

  • Sreng Us says:

    I haven’t read the story yet. But after reading the description and comments, I feel that it is a very interesting one. So could any body summarize the story for me, Please?

  • Fatima says:

    I can’t short story’s

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Roma, The author is called Oscar Wilde…. he was a good writer !

  • ROMA says:


  • Ellie says:

    I remember they once release a short animated film about this beautiful story, I believe it was at the end of the VHS Snowman film.

    Lovely to hear it once again.

  • shonnan says:

    i loved the story and i enjoyed much

  • hottie101 says:

    happy easter to you too

  • vincent says:

    it is a nice story to read .i enjoyed it very much

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Rhonda, It’s a great pleasure to know that our audio stories are useful for the people you help and work with.

  • rhonda says:

    I really enjoy story nory……I work with lower functioning individuals with physical and mental disabilities and during sensory time, I can play the audio books on the computer………and everyone can participate…………I reccomend this website to everyone I know…………Thanks a bunch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Angelica says:

    wonderful story. I love it!!!

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Rhonda, We are always delighted to hear that our stories are useful to those with disabilities – it’s part of what inspires us. Thank you for letting us know.

  • rhonda says:

    I really enjoy story nory……I work with lower functioning individuals with physical and mental disabilities and during sensory time, I can play the audio books on the computer………and everyone can participate…………I reccomend this website to everyone I know…………Thanks a bunch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • faf says:

    thanks, for read

  • KATELYN says:

    It was very interesting but sad i feel bad for the swolo

  • casha says:

    yes and i am happy to read this stroy, i mean i just learn manny thinks and i would like to thanks natasha and oscar wild

  • Jackson says:

    It was lovely but sad.por swolo

  • lina says:

    Hello i can’t translate with double click you can help me please. thanks

  • Anonymous says:

    Hello guys, so I’m a boy in the Sacro Cuore High school in Miami.
    I think that this story’s so banal.
    for this reason I think that we must erase this story!!!

  • Bertie says:

    Hello Guy, Sorry translation will be fixed later this evening.

  • GUY says:

    Help ! There is no word after word translation, as usual …

  • Inka says:

    Hi, I want to say thank you for a very well-ready story once again! It would be good if few discrepancies between the text and the audio are corrected but overall it was lovely. Have a wonderful and meaningful Easter.

  • Bertie says:

    Dear Gale, we originally published the Happy Prince around Easter Time. Several of Oscar Wilde’s short stories have Christian themes – the Selfish Giant for instance makes it quite explicit. In this story I do see more than a hint of Self Sacrifice for mankind -which is why we said that we think it’s a good story for Easter. But like many stories you can enjoy it on different levels. Personally what I like most about this story is its elegance and beauty – such as the descriptions of the reeds and the swallow heading for Egypt.

  • He give all like Jesus.


  • Puthy says:

    He is Allah(GOD), one;

  • adem says:

    In the Name of Allah(GOD), Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

    1. Say: He is Allah(GOD), the One;

    2. Allah, the Eternal, Absolute;

    3. He begetteth not, nor is He begotten;

    4. And there is none like unto Him.
    (QURAN 112)

  • jane says:

    oh this story is great awesome :)

  • Kevan says:

    Wow! True love I guess!Same with Jesus!

  • jean says:

    this story touch me much
    I loved it and am grateful.

    thanks storynory

  • PartyInTheUSA says:

    This story was so great, it made me cry though, it kinda reminds me of how Jesus died for us so that we could be without sin, I am not labling anyone by saying this, every one is intiled to the own oppinion, but to me Jesus is the way.

  • Red aju says:

    I liked this story a lot. Well, a little bit sad. But also happy. It is one of my favorite stories!


  • tasha says:

    i love this story. i want nothing more of my life than 2 live and die as the swallow did aith the happy prince

  • tatte says:

    wow its cool! very nice to my children.. but i suggest to put a clips or any picture while reading the story, like a story books.

  • Trini says:

    Awesome! We all need to read more stories of true love and compassion like The Happy Prince. “Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.”

  • Oj says:

    I was glad the story had something of God in it. He is amazing!

  • Bertie says:

    Hi MarcosElias – very glad that you enjoyed The Happy Prince. We’ll take another look at the selfish giant. The ending is a very sad though. (Thanks too to Andrea for the suggestion).

  • MarcosElias says:

    This story is beautiful, I first read it 8 year ago, now I’m 34. Like the first time I cried once again. I agree with Andrea The Selfish Giant (O. Wilde) should be podcasted too.

  • Andrea says:

    This is my favourite story from Oscar Wilde, I was very happy that I have found it with sound. There is another one that is also a very nice story. The Selfish Giant. Could you, please put it on, too?

  • Bertie says:

    Amma-Kay – thank you for your nice comment – and thanks to others too.

  • Amma-kay says:


  • Amma-kay says:


  • sonja says:

    its a great inspiring and the nicect sad story i have ever read… it gives us the hope in the life

  • tayhalia says:

    it was nice

  • Anonymous says:

    i liketi

  • Nina says:

    I liked it but it
    was a bit sad

  • Sara says:

    I really enjoy this story. It was emotional and fantastic. I felt sorrow when I read this beautiful story. I think the best part of this story was the last part when the two precious things went to heaven. thank you!

  • sreypeou says:

    I found this story interesting because it shows about sacrify everything that you have to other people who are suffering because of poverty. However, it’s some kind of religion. When u do good, you will go to the heaven when you die.

  • Joseph says:

    Gery good .Thank you.

  • Hannah B. says:

    wow! this is a sweet and sorrowful story. my mother enjoyed hearing it again after reading it when she was young. this is the most beautiful and Christanlike story I have ever heard.

    Thank you Bertie!

  • mada says:

    Deeply moved even I first read it when I was a middle school boy about 15 years ago.

    Fantastic job, Natasha!

    And millions of thanks!

  • annabelle says:

    that is a sweet story. it’s nice to see some people still care

  • Ching says:

    my heart aches while reading this..*sigh*

  • Kiven says:

    I like the happy Prince,he is great!

  • June says:

    I felt sorrow when I read this story..

  • abigail-jayne says:

    were is this statu :’)

  • rob says:

    i really enjoyed it…

  • Bertie says:

    Despite my comment about this not being the place for a debate on religion, I am glad that somebody else sees the parallel with Easter in Happy Prince…

    However, I would like to put out a strong request. No sniping – I almost deleted the previous comment because it could be read as having a go at Trenda who is perfectly entitled to her opinion about this story.

  • He Gave All says:

    This story is alot like Christ, when He was in the Heavens there was all good. He then came to the earth humbled, not in golden robes, but rags, layed in a cows trough they eat in, not a castle but a barn type place. Then gave to the needy, all he had. While the rich didnt recognize him because they where looking for something that looked rich on the outside, a king we would see on earth today,He was a King though, you have to look deeper inside. He gave his life for you and released you from your sins if you except that gift. God the Father says ” only by My Son Jesus Christ can you come to me”. You have to choose though. The bird came to love the statue even when he looked bad to others he sacrificed his own life for his friend. Jesus did that for you. For God so loved the wold that he gave his one and only son, and whosoever believeth in Him shall not parish but have everlasting life John 3:16. He loves you Trenda very much, even if you cant love Him, He still loves you.

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  • lauren says:

    all i have to say is woe after reading this long of a story this really hit me like a rocket and i really enjoyed it though

  • huihui says:

    too too too too too too too too too long——

  • huihui says:


  • brendan says:

    ntasha is crazy!

  • john karry says:


  • Anonymous says:

    i am really enjoys to read this story.
    if some pictures add to story it is more interesting.

  • Thien says:

    (10 July 2007)

    Dear Sir or Madam:

    I am Thien, working in the Rights Promotions Department of The Education Publishing House in Vietnam. I am especially interested in your work at the . I hope we could grant us the copyrights of translation so we could have some kind of bilingual comic-audio books (English recorded in CDs) to be published by the Education Publishing House in Vietnam.

    If you do not own or control these rights or you are not in charge of this matter, please kindly supply the name and address of the appropriate party or person who is in charge of this matter.

    I hope that you are able to grant permission as required. Thank you for your kind consideration.

    And, if this email goes to a wrong address, please kindly delete it or transfer it to the whom it may concern.
    I am looking forward to hearing from you. Thank you for your kindness in advance.


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  • sabria says:

    looks cool ;-) :-)

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  • sabria says:

    looks cool :-)

  • Joyce says:

    I LOVE IT!!!

  • Madame Z.Younis says:

    Dear storynory
    This was truly an inspiring story for children, very sad and true.

  • Trenda 3 says:


  • Bertie says:

    Hi Trenda

    I will explain why I think it has quite a lot to do with Easter – but perhaps not everybody will agree with me. I may have been a bit too subtle here…

    The Happy Prince sacrifices himself for the better of mankind. The mayor and other vein people do not appreciate his sacrifice, but the prince lives on in heaven. In fact, the prince is already in a kind of second life, having been a man and now being a statue.

    I think there is some thematic link here with Easter – but perhaps I am reading too much into it…. Maybe it’s more Socialist than Christian! Oscar Wilde claimed to have radical views.

    However, I think the gentle atmosphere of a sad but beautiful story is right for Easter.

    Ultimately I think this story is about the nature of love – the love of the swallow for the reed which is a bit fickle and shallow is contrasted with the prince’s love for mankind and the Prince’s love for the Swallow which ends with a kiss.

    It’s not my favourite story either, – and at times it’s a bit yucky ! but I do think it is interesting and full of possible interpretations, which give it a richness even if you just enjoy it as a story.

  • Trenda says:

    My dear Bertie and storynory I do NOT think this story has enything to do with easter! But this story is very sad :( :( :( I like it but… not love it :)

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