She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor. But with me she will not dance,for I have no red rose to give her,"and he flung himself down on the grass,and buried his face in his hands,and wept. (Part 3)"Why is he weeping?"asked a green Lizard,as he ran past him with his tail in the air. "Why,indeed?"said a Butterfly,who was fluttering about after a sunbeam. “Why,indeed?”whispered a Daisy to his neighbor,in a soft,low voice.She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her,” and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept. (Part 3) “Why is he weeping?” asked a green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air. “Why, indeed?” said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam. “Why, indeed?” whispered a Daisy to his neighbor, in a soft, low voice