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***3604	THE LARK AND HER YOUNG ONES WITH THE OWNER OF A FIELD.[28]"Depend upon yourself alone," Has to a common proverb grown. 'Tis thus confirm'd in Aesop's	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	would be a mother still, And resolutely took her measures;-- First, got herself by Hymen match'd; Then built her nest, laid, sat, and hatch'd. All went a	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	s well as such things could. The wheat-crop ripening ere the brood Were strong enough to take their flight, Aware how perilous their plight, The lark wen	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	rain to see. Hear all he says; we little birds Must shape our conduct by his words.' No sooner was the lark away, Than came the owner with his son. 'This	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	t out to search for food, And told her young to listen well, And keep a constant sentinel. 'The owner of this field,' said she, 'Will come, I know, his g	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	The lark, returning, found no harm, Except her nest in wild alarm. Says one, 'We heard the owner say, Go, give our friends a call To help, to-morrow, br	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	, however, of these last, Found more than half the spring-time past Without the taste of spring-time pleasures; When firmly she set up her will That she	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	ore the owner view'd his grain. 'My son,' said he, 'we're surely fools To wait for other people's tools; As if one might, for love or pelf, Have friends	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	ks their matins sing, Begin the work; and, on this plan, Get in our harvest as we can.' This plan the lark no sooner knew, Than, 'Now's the time,' she sa	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	ing! What deep and bitter sighing! His torment makes him tear Out by the roots his hair. A passenger demandeth why Such marvellous outcry. 'They've got m	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	THE MISER WHO HAD LOST HIS TREASURE.[26]'Tis use that constitutes possession. I ask that sort of men, whose passion It is to get and never spend, Of	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	ne morning, ere the dawn, Forth had our miser gone To worship what he loved the best, When, lo! he found an empty nest! Alas! what groaning, wailing, cry	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	all their toil what is the end? What they enjoy of all their labours Which do not equally their neighbours? Throughout this upper mortal strife, The mise	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	ll his eating, drinking, travel, Most wondrous short of funds he seem'd; One would have thought he little dream'd Where lay such sums beneath the gravel.	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	y gold! it's gone--it's gone!' 'Your gold! pray where?'--'Beneath this stone.' 'Why, man, is this a time of war, That you should bring your gold so far?	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	t not, how plain the case, That, put the stone back in its place, And all will be as well for you!'	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	he goddess of the hundred mouths, I say, Thus having spread dismay, By widely publishing abroad This mandate of the demigod, The animals, and all that do	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	obey Their appetite alone, mistrusted now That to another sceptre they must bow. Far in the desert met their various races, All gathering from their hid	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	r. Nought but the tribute served to fash, As that must needs be paid in cash. A prince, who chanced a mine to own, At last, obliged them with a loan. The	មួយឆ្នាំមុន
***3604	se. Forthwith proceeded all the four Behind the new ambassador, And saw, erelong, within a narrow place, Monseigneur Lion's quite unwelcome face. 'Well m	មួយឆ្នាំមុន

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