Aesop's Fables.

The Fox and The Crow

A crow is sitting in a tree with a piece of cheese in its beak.

A passing fox would like to eat the cheese and tries to persuade

and then trick the crow to bring the cheese down or drop it.

The crow does not fall for this, so the fox tries flattery instead.

The fox tells the crow how lovely his feathers are, and how fine-looking his head.

Then, the fox says how much he would like to hear the crow sing.

Tricked by the flattery, the crow opens his beak to sing,

dropping the cheese to the ground, where the fox gobbles it up.

(Don't fall for flattery)

The Fox and the Grapes

One hot summer's day a Fox was strolling through an orchard

untill he came to a bunch of grapes just ripening on a vine

which had been trained over a lofty branch.

"Just the thing to quench my thirst," quoth he.

Drawing back a few paces, he took a run and a jump,and just missed the bunch.

Turning round again with a one, two, three, he jumped up, but with no greater success.

Again and again he tried after the tempting morsel, but at last had to give it up,

and walked away with his nose in the air, saying: "I am sure they are sour."

(It is easy to despise what you cannot get).

The Fox and the Goat

A fox had fallen into a well and had been casting about for a long time how he should get out again.

At length a goat came to the place and, wanting to drink,

asked the fox whether the water was good and if there was plenty of it.

The fox, avoiding the real danger of his case, replied,

"Come down, my friend; the water is so good that I cannot drink enough of it,

and so abundant that it cannot be exhausted."

Upon this the goat without any more ado leaped in.

The fox, taking advantage of his friend's horns,

nimbly leaped out and coolly remarked to the poor deluded goat;

"If you had half as much brains as you have beard, you would have looked before you leaped."

(Look before you leap).

The Fox without a Tail

A fox being caught in a trap was glad to save his neck by leaving his tail behind him.

Upon coming abroad into the world, he began to be so sensible of the disgrace such a defect

would bring upon him, that he almost wished he had died rather than come away without it.

Resolving to make the best of a bad matter, he called a meeting of the rest of the foxes

and proposed that all should follow his example.

"You have no notion," said he, "of the ease and comfort with which I now move about:

I could never have believed it if I had not tried it myself.

But really, when one comes to reason upon it, a tail is such an ugly, inconvenient,

unnecessary appendage, that the only wonder is that, as foxes, we could have put up with it so long.

I propose, therefore, my worthy brethren, that you all profit by the experience that I am most willing to afford you

and that all foxes from this day forward cut off their tails."

Upon this one of the oldest stepped forward and said,

"I rather think, my friend, that you would not have advised us to part with our tails,

if there were any chance of recovering your own."