The Fox and the Crow
The Fox and the Crow
A Fox
once saw a Crow fly off with a piece of cheese in its beak and settle on a
branch of a tree. “That’s for me, as I am a Fox,” said Master Reynard, and he
walked up to the foot of the tree. “Good-day, Mistress Crow,” he cried. “How
well you are looking to-day, how glossy your feathers; how bright your eye. I
feel sure your voice must surpass that of other birds, just as your figure
does, let me hear but one song from you that I may greet you as the Queen of
Birds.” The Crow lifted up her head and began to caw her best, but the moment
she opened her mouth the piece of cheese fell to the ground, only to be snapped
up by Master Fox. “That will do,” said he. “That was all I wanted. In exchange
for your cheese, I will give you a piece of advice for the future.” Do not trust
flatterers.
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