Kokkuvõte Oscar Wilde
And the tree boke at once into blossom and the birds came and sang
on it, and the little boy scretched out his two arms and flung them round the Giant's neck, and
kissed him. The children played every day with big delight in the garden. The little boy was his
favourite because he kissed him. Once that boy din not came to play. Years went by Giant grew
old and feeble. He sit in his armchair and said " I have many beautidul flowers, but the children
are the most beautiful flowers of all. In the fatrhest corner of the garden was a tree quite covered
with lovely white blossoms. Underneath it stood the little boy he had loved. Giant asked who
wound him and he will slay him. The child smiled, and said " you let me play once in your garden,
today you shall come with me to my garden, which is Paradise". And when the children ran in that
afternoon, they found the Giant lying dead under the tree, all covered with white blossoms.
The Devoted friend
O. Wilde
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