The Hart and the Hunter





The Hart was once drinking from a pool and admiring the noble

figure he made there. "Ah," said he, "where can you see such

noble horns as these, with such antlers! I wish I had legs more

worthy to bear such a noble crown; it is a pity they are so slim

and slight." At that moment a Hunter approached and sent an arrow

whistling after him. Away bounded the Hart, and soon, by the aid

of his nimble legs, was nearly out of sight of the Hunter; but not

noticing where he was going, he passed under some trees with

branches growing low down in which his antlers were caught, so

that the Hunter had time to come up. "Alas! alas!" cried the

Hart:



"We often despise what is most useful to us."





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