Aesop's Fables - new translation

<SPAN name="THE_BIRDS,_THE_BEASTS,_AND_THE_BAT"></SPAN> <h2>THE BIRDS, THE BEASTS, AND THE BAT</h2> <br/> <p>The Birds were at war with the Beasts, and many battles were fought with varying success on either side. The Bat did not throw in his lot definitely with either party, but when things went well for the Birds he was found fighting in their ranks; when, on the other hand, the Beasts got the upper hand, he was to be found among the Beasts. No one paid any attention to him while the war lasted: but when it was over, and peace was restored, neither the Birds nor the Beasts would have anything to do with so double-faced a traitor, and so he remains to this day a solitary outcast from both.</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_MAN_AND_HIS_TWO_SWEETHEARTS"></SPAN> <h2>THE MAN AND HIS TWO SWEETHEARTS</h2> <br/> <p>A Man of middle age, whose hair was turning grey, had two Sweethearts, an old woman and a young one. The elder of the two didn't like having a lover who looked so much younger than herself; so, whenever he came to see her, she used to pull the dark hairs out of his head to make him look old. The younger, on the other hand, didn't like him to look so much older than herself, and took every opportunity of pulling out the grey hairs, to make him look young. Between them, they left not a hair in his head, and he became perfectly bald.</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_EAGLE,_THE_JACKDAW,_AND_THE_SHEPHERD"></SPAN> <h2>THE EAGLE, THE JACKDAW, AND THE SHEPHERD</h2> <br/> <p>One day a Jackdaw saw an Eagle swoop down on a lamb and carry it off in its talons. "My word," said the Jackdaw, "I'll do that myself." So it flew high up into the air, and then came shooting down with a great whirring of wings on to the back of a big ram. It had no sooner alighted than its claws got caught fast in the wool, and nothing it could do was of any use: there it stuck, flapping away, and only making things worse instead of better. By and by up came the Shepherd. "Oho," he said, "so that's what you'd be doing, is it?" And he took the Jackdaw, and clipped its wings and carried it home to his children. It looked so odd that they didn't know what to make of it. "What sort of bird is it, father?" they asked. "It's a Jackdaw," he replied, "and nothing but a Jackdaw: but it wants to be taken for an Eagle."</p> <p class="adage">If you attempt what is beyond your power, your trouble will be wasted and you court not only misfortune but ridicule.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_WOLF_AND_THE_BOY"></SPAN> <h2>THE WOLF AND THE BOY</h2> <br/> <p>A Wolf, who had just enjoyed a good meal and was in a playful mood, caught sight of a Boy lying flat upon the ground, and, realising that he was trying to hide, and that it was fear of himself that made him do this, he went up to him and said, "Aha, I've found you, you see; but if you can say three things to me, the truth of which cannot be disputed, I will spare your life." The Boy plucked up courage and thought for a moment, and then he said, "First, it is a pity you saw me; secondly, I was a fool to let myself be seen; and thirdly, we all hate wolves because they are always making unprovoked attacks upon our flocks." The Wolf replied, "Well, what you say is true enough from your point of view; so you may go."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <div class="figcenter"><SPAN href= "images/165-1.jpg" name="165-1"><ANTIMG src="images/165-1.jpg" alt="THE MILLER, HIS SON, AND THEIR ASS"></SPAN></div> <SPAN name="THE_MILLER,_HIS_SON,_AND_THEIR_ASS"></SPAN> <h2>THE MILLER, HIS SON, AND THEIR ASS</h2> <br/> <div class="figright"><SPAN href="images/165-2.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/165-2.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> <p>A Miller, accompanied by his young Son, was driving his Ass to market in hopes of finding a purchaser for him. On the road they met a troop of girls, laughing and talking, who exclaimed, "Did you ever see such a pair of fools? To be trudging along the dusty road when they might be riding!" The Miller thought there was sense in what they said;</p> <div class="figleft"><SPAN href="images/165-3.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/165-3.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> so he made his Son mount the Ass, and himself walked at the side. Presently they met some of his old cronies, who greeted them and said, "You'll spoil that Son of yours, letting him ride while you toil along on foot! <div class="figright"><SPAN href="images/166-1.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/166-1.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> Make him walk, young lazybones! It'll do him all the good in the world." The Miller followed their advice, and took his Son's place on the back of the Ass while the boy trudged along behind. They had not gone far when they overtook a party of women and children, and the Miller heard them say, "What a selfish old man! <div class="figleft"><SPAN href="images/166-2.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/166-2.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> He himself rides in comfort, but lets his poor little boy follow as best he can on his own legs!" So he made his Son get up behind him. Further along the road they met some travellers, who asked the Miller whether the Ass he was riding was his own property, or a beast hired for the occasion. <div class="figright"><SPAN href="images/166-3.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/166-3.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> He replied that it was his own, and that he was taking it to market to sell. "Good heavens!" said they, "with a load like that the poor beast will be so exhausted by the time he gets there that no one will look at him. Why, you'd do better to carry him!" "Anything to please you," said the old man, "we can but try." So they got off, tied the Ass's legs together with a rope and slung him on a pole, and at last reached the town, carrying him between them. This was so absurd a sight that the people ran out in crowds to laugh at it, and chaffed the Father and Son unmercifully, some even calling them lunatics. <div class="figleft"><SPAN href="images/167.jpg"><ANTIMG src= "images/167.jpg" alt=""></SPAN></div> They had then got to a bridge over the river, where the Ass, frightened by the noise and his unusual situation, kicked and struggled till he broke the ropes that bound him, and fell into the water and was drowned. Whereupon the unfortunate Miller, vexed and ashamed, made the best of his way home again, convinced that in trying to please all he had pleased none, and had lost his Ass into the bargain.<br/> <br/> <br clear="all"> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_STAG_AND_THE_VINE"></SPAN> <h2>THE STAG AND THE VINE</h2> <br/> <p>A Stag, pursued by the huntsmen, concealed himself under cover of a thick Vine. They lost track of him and passed by his hiding-place without being aware that he was anywhere near. Supposing all danger to be over, he presently began to browse on the leaves of the Vine. The movement drew the attention of the returning huntsmen, and one of them, supposing some animal to be hidden there, shot an arrow at a venture into the foliage. The unlucky Stag was pierced to the heart, and, as he expired, he said, "I deserve my fate for my treachery in feeding upon the leaves of my protector."</p> <p class="adage">Ingratitude sometimes brings its own punishment.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_LAMB_CHASED_BY_A_WOLF"></SPAN> <h2>THE LAMB CHASED BY A WOLF</h2> <br/> <p>A Wolf was chasing a Lamb, which took refuge in a temple. The Wolf urged it to come out of the precincts, and said, "If you don't, the priest is sure to catch you and offer you up in sacrifice on the altar." To which the Lamb replied, "Thanks, I think I'll stay where I am: I'd rather be sacrificed any day than be eaten up by a Wolf."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_ARCHER_AND_THE_LION"></SPAN> <h2>THE ARCHER AND THE LION</h2> <br/> <p>An Archer went up into the hills to get some sport with his bow, and all the animals fled at the sight of him with the exception of the Lion, who stayed behind and challenged him to fight. But he shot an arrow at the Lion and hit him, and said, "There, you see what my messenger can do: just you wait a moment and I'll tackle you myself." The Lion, however, when he felt the sting of the arrow, ran away as fast as his legs could carry him. A fox, who had seen it all happen, said to the Lion, "Come, don't be a coward: why don't you stay and show fight?" But the Lion replied, "You won't get me to stay, not you: why, when he sends a messenger like that before him, he must himself be a terrible fellow to deal with."</p> <p class="adage">Give a wide berth to those who can do damage at a distance.</p> <br/> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_WOLF_AND_THE_GOAT"></SPAN> <h2>THE WOLF AND THE GOAT</h2> <br/> <p>A Wolf caught sight of a Goat browsing above him on the scanty herbage that grew on the top of a steep rock; and being unable to get at her, tried to induce her to come lower down. "You are risking your life up there, madam, indeed you are," he called out: "pray take my advice and come down here, where you will find plenty of better food." The Goat turned a knowing eye upon him. "It's little you care whether I get good grass or bad," said she: "what you want is to eat me."</p> <div class="figcenter"><SPAN href="images/170.jpg" name="170"><ANTIMG src="images/170t.jpg" alt="THE WOLF AND THE GOAT"></SPAN></div> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_SICK_STAG"></SPAN> <h2>THE SICK STAG</h2> <br/> <p>A Stag fell sick and lay in a clearing in the forest, too weak to move from the spot. When the news of his illness spread, a number of the other beasts came to inquire after his health, and they one and all nibbled a little of the grass that grew round the invalid till at last there was not a blade within his reach. In a few days he began to mend, but was still too feeble to get up and go in search of fodder; and thus he perished miserably of hunger owing to the thoughtlessness of his friends.</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_ASS_AND_THE_MULE"></SPAN> <h2>THE ASS AND THE MULE</h2> <br/> <p>A certain man who had an Ass and a Mule loaded them both up one day and set out upon a journey. So long as the road was fairly level, the Ass got on very well: but by and by they came to a place among the hills where the road was very rough and steep, and the Ass was at his last gasp. So he begged the Mule to relieve him of a part of his load: but the Mule refused. At last, from sheer weariness, the Ass stumbled and fell down a steep place and was killed. The driver was in despair, but he did the best he could: he added the Ass's load to the Mule's, and he also flayed the Ass and put his skin on the top of the double load. The Mule could only just manage the extra weight, and, as he staggered painfully along, he said to himself, "I have only got what I deserved: if I had been willing to help the Ass at first, I should not now be carrying his load and his skin into the bargain."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="BROTHER_AND_SISTER"></SPAN> <h2>BROTHER AND SISTER</h2> <br/> <p>A certain man had two children, a boy and a girl: and the boy was as good-looking as the girl was plain. One day, as they were playing together in their mother's chamber, they chanced upon a mirror and saw their own features for the first time. The boy saw what a handsome fellow he was, and began to boast to his Sister about his good looks: she, on her part, was ready to cry with vexation when she was aware of her plainness, and took his remarks as an insult to herself. Running to her father, she told him of her Brother's conceit, and accused him of meddling with his mother's things. He laughed and kissed them both, and said, "My children, learn from now onwards to make a good use of the glass. You, my boy, strive to be as good as it shows you to be handsome; and you, my girl, resolve to make up for the plainness of your features by the sweetness of your disposition."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_HEIFER_AND_THE_OX"></SPAN> <h2>THE HEIFER AND THE OX</h2> <br/> <p>A Heifer went up to an Ox, who was straining hard at the plough, and sympathised with him in a rather patronising sort of way on the necessity of his having to work so hard. Not long afterwards there was a festival in the village and every one kept holiday: but, whereas the Ox was turned loose into the pasture, the Heifer was seized and led off to sacrifice. "Ah," said the Ox, with a grim smile, "I see now why you were allowed to have such an idle time: it was because you were always intended for the altar."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_KINGDOM_OF_THE_LION"></SPAN> <h2>THE KINGDOM OF THE LION</h2> <br/> <p>When the Lion reigned over the beasts of the earth he was never cruel or tyrannical, but as gentle and just as a King ought to be. During his reign he called a general assembly of the beasts, and drew up a code of laws under which all were to live in perfect equality and harmony: the wolf and the lamb, the tiger and the stag, the leopard and the kid, the dog and the hare, all should dwell side by side in unbroken peace and friendship. The hare said, "Oh! how I have longed for this day when the weak take their place without fear by the side of the strong!"</p> <div class="figcenter"><SPAN href="images/174.jpg" name="174"><ANTIMG src="images/174.jpg" alt="THE KINGDOM OF THE LION"></SPAN></div> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <SPAN name="THE_ASS_AND_HIS_DRIVER"></SPAN> <h2>THE ASS AND HIS DRIVER</h2> <br/> <p>An Ass was being driven down a mountain road, and after jogging along for a while sensibly enough he suddenly quitted the track and rushed to the edge of a precipice. He was just about to leap over the edge when his Driver caught hold of his tail and did his best to pull him back: but pull as he might he couldn't get the Ass to budge from the brink. At last he gave up, crying, "All right, then, get to the bottom your own way; but it's the way to sudden death, as you'll find out quick enough."</p> <br/> <br/> <hr> <br/> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />