Aesop's Fables - new translation

<SPAN name="THE_THREE_TRADESMEN"></SPAN> <h2>THE THREE TRADESMEN</h2> <br/> <p>The citizens of a certain city were debating about the best material to use in the fortifications which were about to be erected for the greater security of the town. A Carpenter got up and advised the use of wood, which he said was readily procurable and easily worked. A Stone-mason objected to wood on the ground that it was so inflammable, and recommended stones instead. Then a Tanner got on his legs and said, "In my opinion there's nothing like leather."</p> <p class="adage">Every man for himself.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_MOUSE_AND_THE_BULL"></SPAN> <h2>THE MOUSE AND THE BULL</h2> <br/> <p>A Bull gave chase to a Mouse which had bitten him in the nose: but the Mouse was too quick for him and slipped into a hole in a wall. The Bull charged furiously into the wall again and again until he was tired out, and sank down on the ground exhausted with his efforts. When all was quiet, the Mouse darted out and bit him again. Beside himself with rage he started to his feet, but by that time the Mouse was back in his hole again, and he could do nothing but bellow and fume in helpless anger. Presently he heard a shrill little voice say from inside the wall, "You big fellows don't always have it your own way, you see: sometimes we little ones come off best."</p> <p class="adage">The battle is not always to the strong.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_HARE_AND_THE_HOUND"></SPAN> <h2>THE HARE AND THE HOUND</h2> <br/> <p>A Hound started a Hare from her form, and pursued her for some distance; but as she gradually gained upon him, he gave up the chase. A rustic who had seen the race met the Hound as he was returning, and taunted him with his defeat. "The little one was too much for you," said he. "Ah, well," said the Hound, "don't forget it's one thing to be running for your dinner, but quite another to be running for your life."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_TOWN_MOUSE_AND_THE_COUNTRY_MOUSE"></SPAN> <h2>THE TOWN MOUSE AND THE COUNTRY MOUSE</h2> <div class="figcenter"><SPAN href="images/141.jpg" name="141"><ANTIMG src="images/141.jpg" alt="THE TOWN MOUSE AND THE COUNTRY MOUSE"></SPAN></div> <br/> <p>A Town Mouse and a Country Mouse were acquaintances, and the Country Mouse one day invited his friend to come and see him at his home in the fields. The Town Mouse came, and they sat down to a dinner of barleycorns and roots, the latter of which had a distinctly earthy flavour. The fare was not much to the taste of the guest, and presently he broke out with "My poor dear friend, you live here no better than the ants. Now, you should just see how I fare! My larder is a regular horn of plenty. You must come and stay with me, and I promise you you shall live on the fat of the land." So when he returned to town he took the Country Mouse with him, and showed him into a larder containing flour and oatmeal and figs and honey and dates. The Country Mouse had never seen anything like it, and sat down to enjoy the luxuries his friend provided: but before they had well begun, the door of the larder opened and some one came in. The two Mice scampered off and hid themselves in a narrow and exceedingly uncomfortable hole. Presently, when all was quiet, they ventured out again; but some one else came in, and off they scuttled again. This was too much for the visitor. "Good-bye," said he, "I'm off. You live in the lap of luxury, I can see, but you are surrounded by dangers; whereas at home I can enjoy my simple dinner of roots and corn in peace."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_LION_AND_THE_BULL"></SPAN> <h2>THE LION AND THE BULL</h2> <br/> <p>A Lion saw a fine fat Bull pasturing among a herd of cattle and cast about for some means of getting him into his clutches; so he sent him word that he was sacrificing a sheep, and asked if he would do him the honour of dining with him. The Bull accepted the invitation, but, on arriving at the Lion's den, he saw a great array of saucepans and spits, but no sign of a sheep; so he turned on his heel and walked quietly away. The Lion called after him in an injured tone to ask the reason, and the Bull turned round and said, "I have reason enough. When I saw all your preparations it struck me at once that the victim was to be a Bull and not a sheep."</p> <p class="adage">The net is spread in vain in sight of the bird.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_WOLF,_THE_FOX,_AND_THE_APE"></SPAN> <h2>THE WOLF, THE FOX, AND THE APE</h2> <div class="figleft"><SPAN href="images/144.jpg" name="144"><ANTIMG src= "images/144t.jpg" alt="THE WOLF, THE FOX, AND THE APE"></SPAN></div> <p>A Wolf charged a Fox with theft, which he denied, and the case was brought before an Ape to be tried. When he had heard the evidence on both sides, the Ape gave judgment as follows: "I do not think," he said, "that you, O Wolf, ever lost what you claim; but all the same I believe that you, Fox, are guilty of the theft, in spite of all your denials."</p> <p class="adage">The dishonest get no credit, even if they act honestly.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_EAGLE_AND_THE_COCKS"></SPAN> <h2>THE EAGLE AND THE COCKS</h2> <br/> <p>There were two Cocks in the same farmyard, and they fought to decide who should be master. When the fight was over, the beaten one went and hid himself in a dark corner; while the victor flew up on to the roof of the stables and crowed lustily. But an Eagle espied him from high up in the sky, and swooped down and carried him off. Forthwith the other Cock came out of his corner and ruled the roost without a rival.</p> <p class="adage">Pride comes before a fall.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_ESCAPED_JACKDAW"></SPAN> <h2>THE ESCAPED JACKDAW</h2> <br/> <p>A Man caught a Jackdaw and tied a piece of string to one of its legs, and then gave it to his children for a pet. But the Jackdaw didn't at all like having to live with people; so, after a while, when he seemed to have become fairly tame and they didn't watch him so closely, he slipped away and flew back to his old haunts. Unfortunately, the string was still on his leg, and before long it got entangled in the branches of a tree and the Jackdaw couldn't get free, try as he would. He saw it was all up with him, and cried in despair, "Alas, in gaining my freedom I have lost my life."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_FARMER_AND_THE_FOX"></SPAN> <h2>THE FARMER AND THE FOX</h2> <br/> <p>A Farmer was greatly annoyed by a Fox, which came prowling about his yard at night and carried off his fowls. So he set a trap for him and caught him; and in order to be revenged upon him, he tied a bunch of tow to his tail and set fire to it and let him go. As ill-luck would have it, however, the Fox made straight for the fields where the corn was standing ripe and ready for cutting. It quickly caught fire and was all burnt up, and the Farmer lost all his harvest.</p> <p class="adage">Revenge is a two-edged sword.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="VENUS_AND_THE_CAT"></SPAN> <h2>VENUS AND THE CAT</h2> <br/> <p>A Cat fell in love with a handsome young man, and begged the goddess Venus to change her into a woman. Venus was very gracious about it, and changed her at once into a beautiful maiden, whom the young man fell in love with at first sight and shortly afterwards married. One day Venus thought she would like to see whether the Cat had changed her habits as well as her form; so she let a mouse run loose in the room where they were. Forgetting everything, the young woman had no sooner seen the mouse than up she jumped and was after it like a shot: at which the goddess was so disgusted that she changed her back again into a Cat.</p> <div class="figcenter"><SPAN href= "images/09venus.jpg" name="09venus"><ANTIMG src="images/09-tvenus.jpg" alt="VENUS AND THE CAT"></SPAN></div> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_CROW_AND_THE_SWAN"></SPAN> <h2>THE CROW AND THE SWAN</h2> <br/> <p>A Crow was filled with envy on seeing the beautiful white plumage of a Swan, and thought it was due to the water in which the Swan constantly bathed and swam. So he left the neighbourhood of the altars, where he got his living by picking up bits of the meat offered in sacrifice, and went and lived among the pools and streams. But though he bathed and washed his feathers many times a day, he didn't make them any whiter, and at last died of hunger into the bargain.</p> <p class="adage">You may change your habits, but not your nature.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_STAG_WITH_ONE_EYE"></SPAN> <h2>THE STAG WITH ONE EYE</h2> <br/> <p>A Stag, blind of one eye, was grazing close to the sea-shore and kept his sound eye turned towards the land, so as to be able to perceive the approach of the hounds, while the blind eye he turned towards the sea, never suspecting that any danger would threaten him from that quarter. As it fell out, however, some sailors, coasting along the shore, spied him and shot an arrow at him, by which he was mortally wounded. As he lay dying, he said to himself, "Wretch that I am! I bethought me of the dangers of the land, whence none assailed me: but I feared no peril from the sea, yet thence has come my ruin."</p> <p class="adage">Misfortune often assails us from an unexpected quarter.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_FLY_AND_THE_DRAUGHT-MULE"></SPAN> <h2>THE FLY AND THE DRAUGHT-MULE</h2> <br/> <p>A Fly sat on one of the shafts of a cart and said to the Mule who was pulling it, "How slow you are! Do mend your pace, or I shall have to use my sting as a goad." The Mule was not in the least disturbed. "Behind me, in the cart," said he, "sits my master. He holds the reins, and flicks me with his whip, and him I obey, but I don't want any of your impertinence. _I_ know when I may dawdle and when I may not."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_COCK_AND_THE_JEWEL"></SPAN> <h2>THE COCK AND THE JEWEL</h2> <div class="figright"><SPAN href="images/150.jpg" name="150"><ANTIMG src= "images/150t.jpg" alt="THE COCK AND THE JEWEL"></SPAN></div> <p>A Cock, scratching the ground for something to eat, turned up a Jewel that had by chance been dropped there. "Ho!" said he, "a fine thing you are, no doubt, and, had your owner found you, great would his joy have been. But for me! give me a single grain of corn before all the jewels in the world."</p> <br clear="all"> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_WOLF_AND_THE_SHEPHERD"></SPAN> <h2>THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD</h2> <br/> <p>A Wolf hung about near a flock of sheep for a long time, but made no attempt to molest them. The Shepherd at first kept a sharp eye on him, for he naturally thought he meant mischief: but as time went by and the Wolf showed no inclination to meddle with the flock, he began to look upon him more as a protector than as an enemy: and when one day some errand took him to the city, he felt no uneasiness at leaving the Wolf with the sheep. But as soon as his back was turned the Wolf attacked them and killed the greater number. When the Shepherd returned and saw the havoc he had wrought, he cried, "It serves me right for trusting my flock to a Wolf."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />