کتاب صوتی The Wicked Prince (شاهزاده گناهکار)

کتاب صوتی The Wicked Prince (شاهزاده گناهکار)، دربردارنده‌ی دو داستان انگلیسی به نام‌های شاهزاده گناهکار و شاهزاده هندوانه است.

کتاب صوتی The Wicked Prince (شاهزاده گناهکار) داستانی زیبا و آموزنده است که با هدف تقویت درک متون زبان انگلیسی به کمک گوش دادن به داستان‌های اصیل، توسط گروه ویراستاری و قصه خوانی از کشور بریتانیا با لهجه زیبای British صوتی شده است.

هانس کریستین آندرسن (Hans Christian Andersen)، شاعر، نویسنده و نمایشنامه‌نویس درخشان دانمارکی است. او را به عنوان پدر افسانه‌های نو می‌شناسند. او حدود 220 داستان تخیلی به نگارش درآورده و داستان‌هایش به 150 زبان مختلف ترجمه شده‌ و هم‌چنان میلیون‌ها نسخه از آن‌ها در سراسر دنیا چاپ و منتشر می‌شود.

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Part of the story:

Well,” said the prince. “Then I will conquer God too.” And in his haughtiness and foolish presumption he ordered a magnificent ship to be constructed, with which he could sail through the air; it was gorgeously fitted out and of many colors; like the tail of a peacock, it was covered with thousands of eyes, but each eye was the barrel of a gun. The prince sat in the centre of the ship, and had only to touch a spring in order to make thousands of bullets fly out in all directions, while the guns were at once loaded again. Hundreds of eagles were attached to this ship, and it rose with the swiftness of an arrow up towards the sun. The earth was soon left far below, and looked, with its mountains and woods, like a cornfield where the plough had made furrows which separated green meadows; soon it looked only like a map with indistinct lines upon it; and at last it entirely disappeared into the mists and clouds. Higher and higher rose the eagles up into the air; then God sent one of his numberless angels against the ship. The wicked prince showered thousands of bullets upon him, but they rebounded from his shining wings and fell down like hailstones. One drop of blood, one single drop, came out of the white feathers of the angel’s wings and fell upon the ship in which the prince sat, burnt into it, and weighed upon it like thousands of hundred weights, dragging it rapidly down to the earth again; the strong wings of the eagles gave way, the wind roared round the prince’s head, and the clouds around were they formed by the smoke rising up from the burnt cities?took strange shapes, like crabs many, many miles long, which stretched their claws out after him, and rose up like enormous rocks, from which rolling masses dashed down, and became fire-spitting dragons.