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"I cannot understand why the Spring is so late in coming," said the Selfish Giant, as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden; "I hope there will be a change in the weather." But the Spring never came, nor the Summer. The Autumn gave golden fruit to every garden, but to the Giant's garden she gave none. "He is too selfish," she said. So it | The Selfish Giant Please share a link to this ebook with your friends. Feel free to post and share links to this ebook or you may email or print this book in its entirety or in part but please do not alter it in any way and please do not post or offer copies of this ebook for download on another website or through another Internet-based download service. If you wish to make multiple hard copies for wider distribution or to reprint portions in a newsletter or periodical please observe the following restrictions You may not reproduce it for commercial gain. You must include this credit line Copyright 2013 by The Plough Publishing House. Used with permission. This ebook is a publication of The Plough Publishing House Rifton NY and Robertsbridge England . Copyright 2013 by Plough Publishing House Rifton NY 12471 USA 2 The Plough Publishing House The Selfish Giant Oscar Wilde Every afternoon as they were coming from school the children used to go and play in the Giant s garden. It was a large lovely garden with soft green grass. Here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars and there were twelve peach trees that in the spring-time broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. How happy we are here they cried to each other. One day the Giant came back. He had been to visit his friend the Cornish ogre and had stayed with him for seven years. After the seven years were over he had said all that he had to say for his conversation was limited and he determined to return to his own castle. When he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden. What are you doing here he cried in a very gruff voice and the children ran away. My own garden is my own garden said the Giant anyone can understand that and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself. So he built a high wall all round it and