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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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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. | há 1 ano |
***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? | há 1 ano |
***3604 | t not, how plain the case, That, put the stone back in its place, And all will be as well for you!' | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |
***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 | há 1 ano |