The Horse and the Ass

A HORSE, proud of his fine trappings, met an Ass on the highway.

The Ass, being heavily laden, moved slowly out of the way.

"Hardly," said the Horse, "can I resist kicking you with my

heels." The Ass held his peace, and made only a silent appeal to

the justice of the gods. Not long afterwards the Horse, having

become broken-winded, was sent by his owner to the farm. The

Ass, seeing him drawing a dungcart, thus derided him: "Where, O

boaster, are now all thy gay trappings, thou who are thyself

reduced to the condition you so lately treated with contempt?'

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