The Frog Prince: Princess, why do you weep so bitterly? The Princess: Alas! What can you do for me, you nasty frog? My golden ball has fallen into the spring. The Frog Prince: I do not want your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will love me, and let me live with you and eat from off your golden plate, and sleep on your bed, I will bring you your ball again.