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***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | r leads a beggar's life. Old Aesop's man of hidden treasure May serve the case to demonstrate. He had a great estate, But chose a second life to wait Ere | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | A ditcher mark'd his coming to the spot, So frequent was it, And thus at last some little inkling got Of the deposit. He took it all, and babbled not. O | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | ht his heart be found; It being, then, his sole delight To ponder of it day and night, And consecrate his rusty pelf, A sacred offering, to himself. In a | prieš 1 metus |
***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? | prieš 1 metus |
***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. | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | t not, how plain the case, That, put the stone back in its place, And all will be as well for you!' | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | You'd better keep it in your drawer; And I'll be bound, if once but in it, You could have got it any minute.' 'At any minute! Ah, Heaven knows That cash | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | betook them to their way, And bore complaint to Jove's great son, they say-- Complaint without a reason meet; For what could he? Though a celestial scion | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | , He could but fight, as lion versus lion. When corsairs battle, Turk with Turk, They're not about their proper work. | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | THE ANIMALS SENDING TRIBUTE TO ALEXANDER.[17]A fable flourished with antiquity Whose meaning I could never clearly see. Kind reader, draw the moral i | prieš 1 metus |
***3604 | free on this our ball, Had to his footstool gravely summon'd all Men, quadrupeds, and nullipeds, together With all the bird-republics, every feather,-- T | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |
***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 | prieš 1 metus |