Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte

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Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte
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Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte YRIARTE. (Tomás de Iriarte y Oropesa) TRANSLATED FROM THE SPANISH, BY GEO. H. DEVEREUX. BOSTON: TICKNOR AND FIELDS. MDCCCLV. TO THE CLASS OF 1829 I DEDICATE THIS UNPRETENDING RESULT OF SOME LEISURE HOURS.

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I do not flatter myself that it will make any conspicuous addition to the worthy achievements that have already graced our roll with names that rank high in the lists of Science, Philosophy and Literature. But it is pleasant to me to connect this translation of a college text-book--used by us all, long ago, within the walls of old Harvard--with the memory of youthful pursuits that have never lost their charm for the mind, and early associations that retain, with all their original freshness and geniality, their hold upon the heart. PREFACE. The Fable has always been a popular mode of conveying certain kinds of instruction. The brief and simple illustrations it affords give additional weight and point to moral apothegms or sententious criticisms. Like the feather on the shaft, they serve to increase the force and direct the aim more certainly to the mark. A pertinent fact or an apt fiction breathes, even into a dry and curt axiom, a living and practical interest which opens to it hearts and heads that would otherwise pass it by with indifference, or revolt from it with impatience. Many of these unpretending allegories have been familiar to us all, in childhood, in a great variety of dresses, and have long formed a standard part of our literature--congenial alike to nursery days and to mature age. The fables contained in the little collection here translated are not, with one or two exceptions, found among the widely popular and familiar fables to which we have alluded. They were written in a foreign tongue, less generally understood, among us, than some other of the European languages; and they are designed for a special and somewhat abstruse purpose. Both these circumstances tend to narrow their sphere of circulation; and we presume that they form a book little known to most English readers. If we do not err in our estimate of them, the Literary Fables of Don Thomas De Yriarte are well worthy of perusal. They are aptly and ingeniously adapted to the truths they seek to inculcate; and they are remarkable for a terse simplicity of form and style, well suited to the objects and character of such productions. The maxims and criticisms they enforce must approve themselves to the mind, both of the professed scholar and the general reader.

Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte

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The author was born in Teneriffe, A.D. 1750, but was educated and resided at Madrid, where he died in 1791, at the early age, of course, of forty-one years. His uncle, Don Juan De Yriarte, was the chief superintendent of the royal library; and the nephew was educated under his auspices. In his eighteenth year, he commenced his literary career by the writing of dramas, and the translation of plays from the French for the Spanish stage. He spent his life in the duties of sundry offices under the government; yet he very soon assumed and maintained a high consideration as a scholar and writer. His works, however, were of a character to command but little interest from posterity, with the exception of the fables translated in this little volume. Of them, Professor Ticknor, from whose learned work on Spanish literature we have collected these details, speaks as follows:-"Here, he, in some degree, struck out a new path; for he not only invented all his fictions, which no other fabulist, in modern times, had done, but restricted them all, in their moral purpose, to the correction of the faults and follies of men of learning--an application which had not before been thought of. They are written with great care, in no less than forty different measures, and show an extraordinary degree of ingenuity in adapting the attributes and instincts of animals to the instruction, not of mankind at large, as had always been done before, but to that of a separate and small class, between whom and the inferior creation the resemblance is rarely obvious. The task was certainly a difficult one. Perhaps, on this account, they are too narrative in their structure, and fail somewhat in the genial spirit which distinguishes Esop and La Fontaine, the greatest masters of Apologue and Fable. But their influence was so needed in the age of bad writing when they appeared, and they are, besides, so graceful in their versification, that they were not only received with great favor at first, but have never lost it since."--Ticknor's Hist, of Span. Literature, vol. iii., p. 279. We have endeavored to discharge with fidelity the duty of translation; attempting to preserve the form and spirit of the author, as far as was consistent with giving the work an English dress. With this view, we have aimed to produce a literal and characteristic reflection of the original rather than an expanded and highly-wrought paraphrase. Where we could do so, we have sought to preserve the metre, or a nearly analogous one, in order, if possible, to give a clear idea of the Spanish work to the English reader. But this is not practicable in all cases. The peculiar construction of Spanish rhymes, together with the obstinacy with which some words and sentences refuse the stern yoke of our English rules, render the task, always hard, sometimes impossible. The terminal inflections of the Spanish language and its accentuation are widely different from those of the Anglo-Saxon; and so axe the arbitrary arrangements of the rhythm, which are, in the latter, far more exacting and precise. The professed scholar will recognize and make due allowance for such obstacles. To the public at large we shall hope our little book may convey some instruction and amusement, in a palatable shape. If so, it may give, to a novel class of subjects, somewhat of the well-known interest inspired by the graceful and popular fictions of Esop, Gay and La Fontaine. G.H.D. Salem, October 25th, 1854. CONTENTS THE ELEPHANT AND OTHER ANIMALS THE SILKWORM AND SPIDER THE BEAR, THE MONKEY AND THE HOG THE DRONES AND THE BEE THE TWO PARROTS AND THE MAGPIE THE SHOWMAN'S MONKEY AND HIS MASTER THE CATHEDRAL BELL AND THE LITTLE BELL THE ASS AND THE FLUTE THE ANT AND THE FLEA THE WALL-FLOWER AND THE THYME THE RABBITS AND THE DOGS THE EGGS THE DUCK AND THE SNAKE THE MUFF, THE FAN, AND THE UMBRELLA THE FROG AND THE TADPOLE THE BUSTARD THE LINNET AND THE SWAN THE HACK MULE THE GOAT AND THE HORSE THE BEE AND THE CUCKOO THE BAT AND THE CAT THE OWL AND LAMP, AND THE DOGS AND THE RAGMAN THE THRUSH, PARROT AND MAGPIE THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD THE LION, EAGLE AND BAT THE MONKEY THE ASS

with due reverence. THE LIZARD. And gross abuses. with grimaces rude. His vile abuse. Let him who winces put them on. in far-off land. The world has shown alike The faults at which they strike In each revolving week. among the crowd. Ever faithful to her love." ***** Whoever may my fables read. He then discharged the censor's part-. Who not. and the Dove. they speak. The Weasel arched his spiteful back.A thousand silly foibles noted. the whispering tone Of Wasp and Hornet. FABLE II. hear quietly. What he thought and felt. a part not small Declared that their offended pride Such language plain could not abide. Against the adviser rave. from far and near. THE COCK AND THE LAMB THE FLINT AND THE STEEL THE JUDGE AND THE ROBBER THE HOUSEMAID AND THE BROOM THE LIZARDS THE WATCHES THE MOLE AND OTHER ANIMALS THE ROPE-DANGER THE OWL AND THE TOAD THE OIL MERCHANT'S ASS THE CONNOISSEURS THE FROG AND THE HEN THE BEETLE THE RICH MAN'S LIBRARY THE VIPER AND THE LEECH INTRODUCTION. When every brute beast had a way.And to all times. Not they--no. The guileless Lamb and thrifty Ant. While. well learned by heart. His strictures on their ways to hear. Accepting. And the simple Butterfly. But. to say In language all could understand-. Long years ago. A thousand vicious actions quoted. . His sound and noble counsel stirs The hearts of many listeners. A murmuring echo gave. The dictates of his generous sense. AND THE CRICKET THE CONCERT OF THE BEASTS THE SWORD AND THE SPIT THE UNFORTUNATES THE COCKS THE MONKEY AND THE MAGPIE THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE SPARROW THE GARDENER AND HIS MASTER THE TWO THRUSHES THE LACE-MAKERS THE HUNTER AND HIS FERRET THE PIG. The trusty Setter. The Monkey. The obedient Horse. the Linnet shy. His greedy conscience felt the sting. AND THE FOX THE CROW AND THE TURKEY THE SILKWORM AND THE CATERPILLAR THE PURCHASE OF THE ASS THE OX AND THE GRASSHOPPER THE MACAW AND THE MARMOT THE PORTRAIT THE TWO INNS THE TEA-PLANT AND SAGE THE CAT."These censures I apply. Which strenuous reform deserved. sauciest of the pack. working sore vexation. too. Opening their lank jaws' bloody gulf.-. This truth important let him heed: That to all nations--not to any one-. not at all. all around. The arrogance of ignorance. The venomous Serpent hissed aloud. The Tiger and rapacious Wolf.Spake his calm voice above the broil. The mischievous Balm-cricket leapt From the tumultuous throng. The wriggling Caterpillar crept His sneaking way along.Fables of Yriarte. The stately Elephant looked down Upon the vexed turmoil: "To each and all and yet to none. Idleness. The Fox kept silence shrewd. Envy. by Tomas de Iriarte 4 AND HIS MASTER THE TURNSPIT AND THE MULE OF THE WELL THE AUTHOR AND THE RAT THE SQUIRREL AND THE HORSE THE FOP AND THE LADY THE OSTRICH. procrastination. THE DROMEDARY. Fly and Drone. Then--since the warning finger Points at no destined head-. The Locust spread his clanging wing. With reverence the most profound His long proboscis swept the ground.Who feels the censure linger Must sup on his own bread. In careful phrase. prevailing. FABLE I. of the audience. Ostentatious insolence. The Bee."-.The sagacious Elephant observed Among these creatures many a failing. He called them all. frugal and provident. THE SILKWORM AND SPIDER. Mocked.

FABLE IV. thus bespoke him. But Bruin thoughtful stood. that I move quite gracefully. In the eyes of all animals better to stand-. In silly exultation tasks comparing: "What think you of my web. To wash of their sloth the sad stigma away.--"Bravo! nobly done! A better dancer. Now. To his loud praise he thus replied: "When Monkey did my dancing slight I did not much the censure heed." Said Bruin. by Tomas de Iriarte At his cocoon a busy Silkworm labored. And various measures each idler suggested. "with a jealous eye. "very ill. What costs small labor is of smaller value. mid-day will see the job completed. The workmen. Mark well the moral of my verse! That's bad which worthy judges blame. But the labor proved very distasteful. the master sought. . is worse." "Ill. "How do I dance. Was never seen beneath the sun. 5 A Piedmontese a Bear had taught Upon two legs the art of dancing. By showing off his awkward prancing. What bad applaud. who with all her might was spinning Hard by. anxious to excel. not bulk. early. sure am I. too!" Coolly replied the precious fabric's workman: "'T is true--your labor tells us its own story." ***** Authors. who seek a noble fame. friend? Prithee tell." said the Monkey. Bruin. indeed. in sad and humble mood. And soberly the grunter eyed. They began to be doubtful if they should succeed Very well in attaining the object in view. And know the step. To earn their bread. And now. At last. No other expedient well could they see. Know that 'tis quality. good Master Silkworm? This very morning I began it. Now. with laugh malicious. by your delight.Fables of Yriarte. at the making of honey." He spoke. THE BEAR. But now I see. Just see how fine and beautiful it is. indeed. THE MONKEY AND THE HOG." "I am afraid you look on me.Though lazy and stupid as well they could be-. Before the Monkey showed his skill. THE DRONES AND THE BEE. inexperienced crew. The Drones in grave council assembled one day. A Spider. It must be miserable. their hand. By a sense of their bad reputation molested." ***** Let those who boast their numerous vapid volumes. a rude. FABLE III. that's precious.Than to try. can you deny?" A jolly Pig was standing by. And shouted.

He eagerly begged after The scrapings of the pot. like Harlequin. in style so fanciful and turgid. And to the fabulous Phoenix gave full credence. who their emptiness mask. For the whitest of wax and honey so bland.Exulting that he thus can vary The range of his vocabulary. A Magpie shouted out At the folly of the lout.-. A dame from St."You are nothing but a Purist.A notable Bee of a neighboring hive. The story ran: That it was a Monkey skilful In thousand tricks. Danced on the rope with somerset and shuffle.And the Frenchman kept not long The phrases he had borrowed From less fashionable tongue. no soul could tell If it were one or 't other. The Parrots talked amain. With hearty roar of laughter. in absence of his master. In funeral obsequies. First he played dead man. In mongrel French. THE TWO PARROTS AND THE MAGPIE. About the Unicorn astounding marvels. But new merit rather chooses In this hotchpotch to discover-. did they ever. . everywhere. or ninth. not one single drop Would I give for the fuss of your beggarly crew. Till the gallery where their cages hung Discordant was as Babylon.-. Produce any such from their own shallow head? FABLE V. with much self-satisfaction they stop. who served a puppet showman: That thought one day. Like the Parrots. While the Spanish bird changed nigh each word For the idiom of Gaul. I ask. Father Valdecebro." quoth Magpie.-. exhibited the sword-dance. On hands and feet alternate spun in circles.Fables of Yriarte. in the end. From balcony across the way. "Is this all you can do? Of the honey I make. Who exercised his warm imagination. one day. The Parrot answered pertly. But a Bee said in scorn." ***** How many there are.-. Their mistress parts the babblers-. Last. By interring in state an old Bee that had died-.To witness all his entertaining juggles. Thus. The French Parrot from the Spaniard Took a contribution small. The other still refuses His jargon to give over.--which I've forgotten. there are. As with argument conclusive. Now this island is half Gallic. That authentic author. Of all her companions the model and pride. Made desperate leaps. To ask some beasts--his own especial cronies-.Relates the story of a famous Monkey. ***** Many men. Half owns the flag of Spain. Panegyrics immortal they buzzed to her fame. And told. Would a mongrel tongue invent. 6 This done. Soon the French and the Castilian They mixed up in such a bother That.In his eighth book. FABLE VI. brilliant and grand. in sooth. Domingo Brought with her Parrots twain. each beast minutely painting. curtly. By quoting wise words from the lips of the dead! But with all their pretence. by Tomas de Iriarte To get rid of their trouble they fain would contrive. in two different languages. Of taste foolishly exclusive. THE SHOWMAN'S MONKEY AND HIS MASTER. With pomp and with honor they lauded her name. then. By spots and marks."--? "Thanks for the compliment. With their own language not content.In his veracious Natural History.

was disconcerted. ye deep and subtile writers. better yet than any. FABLE VII. And a poor little church. The chamber was all darkened. its glory was great. nor yet the audience wearied. that loomed up o'er the town. as he had seen his master. This little lay To me occurred to-day. Through a field in our village A wandering ass One day did pass. In the district the city held under its sway. Now that this little belfry might ape in renown The cathedral's huge tower. many men try. That you hardly would call it a belfry at all. All were perplexed. gun on shoulder. explaining. THE CATHEDRAL BELL AND THE LITTLE BELL. with a belfry so small. Its tinkle soon passed for a bell of great size. For the poor little neighborhood did all the ringing. by strokes three or four.The said little bell should be rung--it was voted. Of a few wretched rustics. By chance. a hamlet there lay. There a little cracked cow-bell.An exhibition with the magic lanthorn He now would give.-. If one opens his mouth. 7 In a certain cathedral a huge bell there hung. that in it was swinging. You fool. and soon arose suspicion That these proceedings were but empty humbug. And for a wise animal safely may pass. in their rustical eyes. by preliminary explanation. . Who boast to be beyond our comprehensions. the while. as is usual. And. That briefly and seldom--on festivals noted-. most of all. were heard--never more. When. By chance.Fables of Yriarte. Your brains are dark as the unlighted lanthorn. That only on solemn occasions was rung.-. it is true. then we know he's an ass. entering unexpected. for none could see the brilliant wonders Which Monkey was so volubly announcing. When Master Pedro. "What is the use of all your endless gabble. THE ASS AND THE FLUTE. said to Monkey. by Tomas de Iriarte did the Prussian manual. in grave cadence. The Monkey.Half laughing and half angry. But. if you forget to light your lanthorn?" ***** Pardon my hint. in a general way.--as is showman's custom. Its echoes majestic. And think that their wisdom is surely inferred From their seldom vouchsafing to utter a word. ***** Of true merit and excellence.Behind the lanthorn being duly stationed. Throughout the whole parish.--what was going on at once perceiving. Indeed. the place to supply. With these and other tricks he long amused them. Now and then. From side to side he shoved the painted glasses. Each scene loquaciously. Asses may not be known if they never should bray.-. But the spectators strained their eyes attentive In vain.--since the evening Had now set in. For this stately reserve and its wonderful weight. Be it good or bad. He fixed attention. By grave airs and long faces. FABLE VIII. By this cunning device.

And since. I grant it. Who. by her labor. for their foolish pertness. Forgotten on the ground. Of small account and easy always deem it. Of your own great abilities. How. 8 The Ant was once relating to the Flea The wholesome lesson of her industry. condescend. Give us yourself. her support she gains. I shall try. I pity you. you assume All this so mighty easy to be done. without one jot of art. This sort of folks I cannot let go by. But without help I grow. By chance. too. if they chose to try? But. If 't were not every day before our eyes.--as I have somewhere read. With other instances of enterprise. I understand.I've an engagement now.A Thyme-plant growing in a neighboring bed." ***** ."--and lightly leaped away. scornfully addressing: "Heaven help you."." With impudence unmoved. I think so. even a hand's breadth high. Unto the Flea she answered. in such grand fashion. That might with many pass for idle lies. In the flower language. And the flute began to play. There a flute he found." With such evasions.--"Now. To all her statements still the Flea demurred. my friend. well play a part. THE WALL-FLOWER AND THE THYME. that I'm of humble height. Another day We'll think of it. yes. THE ANT AND THE FLEA.With talk like this: "Ah.-. by way of good example. Whatever matter they may hear or see. And never worthy of their praise esteem it. Sure as I live. Without a wall to climb by. Scarce a hand's breadth above the ground you've grown. ***** There are donkeys plenty.-. with what care and pains She gathers up the scattered grains for food. Of course.Fables of Yriarte. I beg you. FABLE X. certainly." "Dear friend. To go with me. so I see! 'T is plain. By chance. by Tomas de Iriarte Left by a careless swain. By chance. O. May.A snort he gave. And how all labor for the common good. I own.Yet could not contradict a single word-. patience growing thin. However new or excellent it be.This donkey grave-. Into the flute his breath Happened to find its way. As he stopped to smell it-. for once. 'tis true. That cannot rise. A curious affectation some put on Of knowing everything they chance upon. All right. nonsense! Think you thus to puzzle me? Who couldn't. If I should waste on them a whole day's time. replied the Flea: "Pooh. myself. But. A Wall-flower spoke. Thyme! 'Tis really distressing! Though the most fragrant of all plants. "Oho!" said the wise beast.-. stay. if you try. FABLE IX. There's better and there worse. "How well I can play! Who will say me nay? By chance. to show them up in rhyme. How builds the ant-hills. undoubtedly. Ready almost to jump out of her skin. By chance. a sample.

addressed The epicures: "Boast. one day.With nice tomatoes all my eggs are stewed. good sir. ninnies.--ye 're all a pack of louts!-. hard and dropped. at last they tickle Their palates fanciful with eggs in pickle. what's the matter?" "The matter? Zounds! I'm fairly blown.Because the stranger taught no other way." "I see them yonder Through the furze. All had their day--the last was still the best. now. if you will. But a grave senior thus. His fruitful and inventive fancy gains! Another."-. "I have it now. Into the copse In terror flew. Who ever thought eggs were so delicate! Next. invents? Soft. Another dish the gaping natives taught. the eggs they eat. By villain hounds I'm hunted down. Out of his burrow. hey! Then so Is my grandmother! You do not know The one from t' other. In sherbet. to have them baked devised. carried some poultry there."They're curs.-. After a while. O! what boundless honors. Fast they increased as any one could wish. But they 're not hounds."What then?"--"They're curs. That they would so have cooked them to this day. FABLE XI. whom Two Dogs pursue. by Tomas de Iriarte For writers. Until fresh eggs became the common dish. These countless prodigies of gastric skill-." "Curs. A comrade sprung. "what an ingenious feat!" But scarce a year went by.-. But how shall I be able to rehearse All of the new." And the whole island thought the mode so good.Sagacious man!--of having his eggs fried. arrogate an author's fame. important Matters scorning. in preserves. Take our warning. But that a stranger. THE EGGS. But that's of little consequence. I say." While they dispute The dogs arrive. by clinging to the name Of others. perchance a note."-. At last the experiment by one was tried-.Fables of Yriarte. whose name I do not know. And showed them eggs cooked à la Huguenot. And both of them Eat up alive.--they say. 9 Beyond the sunny Philippines An island lies. Successive cooks thus proved their skill diverse. Toy with trifles. if so You understand that there they had no hens. Till. And now boiled up with milk.-.By adding to a work. and now with sugar sweet.But blessings on the man who brought the hens!" ***** . A Rabbit."They're hounds.Most happy thought!--and still another. for his pains."-. At the clatter. FABLE XII. Or a short preface. ***** Ye who. wandering out that way.--this response I quote. delicious condiments That luxury." "Stupid! they 're naught But mongrel cur. some one gave his friends an omelette: "Ah!" all exclaimed."Friend. a traveller. But all the natives ate them boiled. from time to time. by a happy chance. spiced. who. And. THE RABBITS AND THE DOGS. an artiste shouts.-.

forsooth!" ***** If our good Frog some poets' works had read. And cold winds take your office quite away. The Pot unto the Kettle spoke.Fables of Yriarte. AND THE UMBRELLA. FABLE XIII. and a Fan.Within. my child. Can you make good your brag: In the water." FABLE XV. In dialect such as. serve the turn. On Tagus' banks. I. And the rough winds the canebrake rent asunder-.In seeking everything to know. Learn now." now said the thoughtful mother. To shield the head from rains of wintry skies. when spring comes about. If some absurd presumption show-.-. When heat declines in summer's glowing urn. a broader part to play. of them she might the same have said. in idle sloth In a dark corner must forgotten dwell. And heard the vaunting strain.But in something to excel. You. When a-weary of the ground. on a canebrake gazing.A broken cane into the stream fell over. from me. I can fly or I can swim. too. "Without. The Umbrella silence broke. Muff. Fan. an useless thing become. THE MUFF. Long with its mother chatted of the leaves. in a former day. To serve but for a single use May also be without excuse. THE FROG AND THE TADPOLE. THE DUCK AND THE SNAKE. That it is not wisdom's end In all things to pretend. in artless wonder. so strong." ***** The wise man knoweth well. A little Tadpole. all pith and emptiness. For my life. And to his two companions thus began: "Now pretty articles are not ye both! You. Again. On the borders of a pond Stood a Duck. once. together lay A Muff. But now the air with the fierce tempest heaves. by Tomas de Iriarte 10 Beyond the sunny Philippines Our crowd of modern authors need not go New-fangled modes of cooking eggs to show. Or swift Falcon in the air. it hath no bound Water. "Come. look. earth or air within. And hissing said. Of the huge stalks. But. . Umbrella. Perchance. in winter serve your purpose well. luxuriant and smooth-. "How vain To hold yourself so high! Not on land with the fleet Stag. the Trout Will beat you out and out: You with neither can compare. in turn." A cunning Snake stood by. FABLE XIV. Upon a table. THE FAN. as Umbrella. like praise I earn When summer's ardent rays the Parasol defies. discoursing thus: "Nature to me is generous All creatures else beyond. and verdure so amazing.

Purposed to raise a brood more light. Without.-." Kashly the Swan essayed--but only cackled. Full fed and antic. THE LINNET AND THE SWAN.Should listen to that harmony divine. so rare and new. as yet. that empty reputation. FABLE XVII. And many a kind. Ye. we'll soon discover. Half our journey Not long will bide her In such a race. Vexed with her young ones' awkward flight. yet. Which boasts far greater fame than mine. 11 For this end many an egg she stole From Partridge. "It almost tempts myself to sing. Even though 't were illegitimate. In vain bestowed. A Hack Mule pushed With speed so frantic Forth from her stable. What trouble now? Go on! Perhaps The spur will do. Should. Long while and patiently she sat upon them. ***** Not strange. the rest With a fine brood of nurslings filled the nest. at foundation.-. And in her nest mixed up the whole. our feathered tribes among. What a curvette! She jumps and reels." Unto a Linnet said the Swan. And left poor Bustard with an empty nest. in time. "This. And sundry birds of easy flight." resounds the cry How much belongs to you. How! out of wind! With ready heels She kicks behind. Compares with mine in melody. noisy little one. What. "With boundless curiosity we all-. Let us see them fly! Then. "Keep silence. hath ever heard. was found among them.All other voice by silent wonder shackled-. THE HACK MULE." The Linnet still maintained her joyous trill. by Tomas de Iriarte FABLE XVI.Here sprawling flat. no? Then taps Of this light rod Or harder raps From pointed goad. you know. Though none of us. But the false jade Now slacks her pace.Fables of Yriarte. The sluggish Bustard. That her rider Scarcely was able With rein to guide her. who the ideas of other men brood over. But each away with his own offspring flew. With hand and foot We'll try you yet." "Would you might sing!" replied the little bird. "What insolence is this!" continued he.Bring out your fledglings. although No voice. By the display of my superior skill. You devil's pet. Both are. "See how this tiny warbler taunteth me! Naught but my great consideration Prevents your well-deserved humiliation. upon trial. or skill or genius. Though some proved addled. cheat the expectation! FABLE XVIII. THE BUSTARD. A murrain foul Seize on your soul! Amen to that! . and this is mine. Pigeon and the Kite. A host of birds collects. at her request. And bites and squeals. I find. of course. To admire her progeny. in her foolish pate. Upon her belly Down she flounders.

At once. To better judgment of posterity He leaves his work. in sympathetic measure. . across the strings concordant. THE BEE AND THE CUCKOO. Except. If.-.-. in times past." This was the Bee's reply: "A work of usefulness May lack variety. of these strings you hear the harmony. But in a work designed To gratify the taste. who. ***** Just so. pray have a care Of this mule's predicament. Know that they are the entrails of a Goat. who hope like pleasure to derive. Who pastured. His feet. my monotone?" The Cuckoo straight rejoined. one shape alone. "So. "With my labor interferes That unpleasant voice of thine. Danced all unconsciously for pleasure. Always ringing in my ears. There is no bird. for myself. And be valued none the less. I find. Throughout his life. If we no invention find. If I nothing new can say. "Beware! Good friend. to gain celebrity. to an honest Nag. In thy waxen cells. whene'er I see That any author vapors Too much of his intent. with me. the while. in song. through my own aid. by Tomas de Iriarte ***** The Mule. sweep The hairs that from my tail were drawn. For you. as reward. in mute delight. You make a hundred as each one. To the sweet echoes of a violin.Blest thought!--such sonorous strains may rise from mine. My fright is over and the pain is gone. he dies. These words he spoke: 12 "Now. too. that work begins With such capers. in like mood Absorbed. Is not the mule for me. forgot his food. So monotonous as thou. FABLE XX. I trust some future time-. thus consoled." FABLE XXI. Harmonious. THE RAT AND THE CAT. for myself. It is cuckoo all day long. And. and.When shall you taste it? Not while you're alive." The good Hack turned himself. And. And nothing but cuckoo!" "Wearies you. Cuckoo. THE GOAT AND THE HORSE. long stood listening. Aught else is tedious waste. A Goat." FABLE XIX. Nothing new by you is done.Fables of Yriarte." said the Bee. "Stop. the honors paid To the sweet instrument. And. And. I now the pleasure reap Of seeing. in vain a wretched writer tries. I say. and answered thus: "Never are heard these sounds harmonious. in the self-same way.

AND THE DOGS AND THE RAGMAN.If I should find you. Just poking his nose out. Their portrait they shall see In yet another fable ere I close. To this same purpose. Recounting how a wandering Owl. as she flew along. I love and respect the generous Hound."Ah! what's that?" said the Rat. his wisdom so great. Now. when safe out of sight. Esop had. when. from this noddle of mine It all came. It is perfectly done. then. my reader? "The fable is one Which delights and instructs. Vile critics. our Owl she met A Lamp or Lanthorn in the passage set-. at the mouth of his hole. might answer back. Since you are such a blaze of dazzling light." Ah! but look. Into our own language I now will translate. on some other night. Unlighted. as. Now what say you. they know. as I have it at hand." ***** Denounced though I may be. two Dogs." ***** The honor which many would freely allow. by Tomas de Iriarte 13 At telling of rabies old Esop was grand. that I here expose-. the evening's sun had set Below the horizon long ago. I shall be ready quite To make a feast. With his subtile invention. Turning reluctant back. my good sir." A Cat answered.--XXIII. hey? I don't like it at all. in angry spite. barking furiously As Cerberus. a way of his own. Your friend Esop wrote never a line-. and.Because I dare their meanness to disclose. he coolly did call: "You boast of it.All safe and quiet in their graves. THE OWL AND LAMP. . without doubt. By coward critics. that will wait to make attack On authors till their victims are--alack!-. But that my eyes you blind! But if I cannot now. Being mine.-. For. I vow. once a little lay My old grandmother sang to me. eying him curiously.--"Ah. one day. learned man. in terrible fright He sprang to his hole.Which of the two I do not know. "No distinction more lovely and noble is found Than fidelity. Therefore it is. Thus spoke she out her mind: "Ah." said a Rat. They retract. With vagabondish man."-. and I ween you'll not fail. As is their wont--howled savagely. FABLE XXII. indeed! Then the fable is thine?" Yes it is. Into a convent chanced to make her way. Lamp! with what unspeakable delight I'd suck the oil all out of you this night. A Ragman stood. in these things. ***** Beating an old dust pan.I'm wrong--by day it could not be. "It is plain. hard by: "This quality fine I assure you is also a merit of mine.Of the whole. to attack it with tooth and with nail. when it lights on an enemy's brow. And a story of his. There is a set of dastard knaves.Fables of Yriarte.-. on my soul. For living men.

" FABLE XXIV. THE WOLF AND THE SHEPHERD. she slanders The Beasts of your reign. And no beak. From living dogs the conscious rogue will run.As proof irrefragable. Are those who will poor copies and translations scan For models--Blunder shocking! FABLE XXV. The Wolf a Shepherd blandly once addressed: "Friend--let me say I really do not know Why you will view me always as a pest. I'll be bound." Thenceforward. EAGLE AND BAT. . 14 A Thrush. FABLE XXVI. man. from sting of flea it shields. Desired himself the mystery to learn. THE THRUSH. To settle between them Some matters of state Loud complaints of the Bat Made the Eagle--"How long Shall this pitiful creature Dare do us such wrong? With my vassals mixing.-. The Eagle and Lion Held solemn debate. Against the withering blight of evil eye My claws will screen you--counter charm secure." "In my realm. I am not so. What a warm coat my skin in winter yields! It shelters many a man from cold and wetting. To her birdship she clings.Of him. my verse Allots the Wolf's foul character and curse. on my head? With my vassals. I'm sure." said the Eagle-. who heard a Parrot talking-. No honor can you win On him--for. when she chooses Our laws to defy. And other insects vile your couch besetting. Showing her wings. PARROT AND MAGPIE."Let that be her doom. in one lesson."Nor in mine. A plain quadruped I. now and then. He the great art of speech began To the Magpie to teach. Of the Birds will complain. by Tomas de Iriarte To them a tall Greyhound Said. "Let the wretch alone. No Bird and no Beast Such companion will own.--for he is one Who from dead dogs will strip the reeking skin To sell for bread. as accomplished as. But says. too. Moreover. THE LION. My fat for hurts a sovereign remedy-. in darkness. She wanders alone.Fables of Yriarte." ***** To many books. rather than of his instructor. "No more shall she come. and turned his pupil out A scholar. When among you she wanders." The Shepherd answered: "Animal perverse! Upon thy head be Heaven's eternal curse! On endless mischief bent--no thanks to you If."-. in these our days." said the Lion. I'm no subject of yours. no doubt.The uses of my teeth you know. that. Faith. in his turn. And. You think me a bad fellow. such line accent thought To have attained. some good you chance to do. Would you call me a Bird? A sad blunder you've made! For I wear a broad snout.

and plain. And so say I again. Now the naked Monkeys crowd An admiring glance to snatch. Through his life. "Here.That he would choose a captain More skilled. if not so fine. "On good and bad an equal value sets The stupid mob. And readily allowed. As to all.For the book is very rare. The scurrilous author thus his trash excused." ***** Ye caterers for the public. ***** Now.-. By general accord.Replies: "Just what you choose to give.--. Here our fine lady found A jolly Monkey crew. that she certainly went there. clothed in silk. If by ship. As ruler of the horde. moor and valley. Over mountain.That fine clothing is not wisdom. 15 A Monkey. rivers and morasses. While doling out to him his lock of straw. To the brainless little wretch. A Monkey tricked herself. Master unjust! but not because I choose it. From toil and from vexation. Homage to pay they press. Which I cannot call to mind.For Monkeys there abound. She dragged her wearied train. or by the way Of the Isthmus of Suez: All that we know is.Fables of Yriarte. Forest. in such excursion It should be his luck to join-. Who. and ridge. The proverb don't say this.Yet so the story goes--but never mind. Not all things gold that glitter. They learned a lesson bitter-. And. thus exposed the argument abused. When the day's work was over They could scarcely move a limb. So says an ancient proverb. A meditated foray Far and wide about the land. THE ASS AND HIS MASTER. it clearly will appear. Take care lest ye prove In both--but a dunce! FABLE XXVII. not alone her road.Which doth the truth unravel Whither she did travel. Think you I nothing like but straw? Then make The experiment. So the leader new set forth With all her subject host. But there a history is. In dress of gaudy hues. who seek To be two things at once. And forthwith it was decided. From me the worst it gets. Such as harlequin would choose. indeed: Try it with generous fare--'t will scorn the other. Which to discover must have cost a world of care But the author does not say. Bring corn. And never fails to praise. hence take heed How your defaults by false excuse you cover! Fed upon straw--straw it may eat. The Ass--his quiet mood by insult heated-. I take. For else. Seeing herself so gay.-. A poet shrewd. Indignant. Deserts. though he wear the student's Will still a blockhead be. hearing the lame defence. Who listen to our fable here. and see if I refuse it. That to her should be confided. I hardly see How Monkey could or cloth or tailor find find-. Will a Monkey still remain. But I rather think the elf From her master got her finery. And neither can I guess. A stock of food to gather To feed the hungry band. And each exhausted rover Decided--if again. . she lost. by Tomas de Iriarte Bats of authors. take it--since such diet suits your taste.-. But her wits as well.But naked every one: As no other style they knew In the land of Tetuan." With vile pretence. then took her way Unto the far-off land of Tetuan. FABLE XXVIII. She through the window sprang Upon a roof that lay Below. THE MONKEY. A Donkey's master said unto his beast. far this side of Tetuan. Wisdom and wit to match The splendors of her dress. We many a Monkey see. And much good may it do your vulgar maw!" Often the slighting speech the man repeated.

moreover. too. In study of a scholar." The first chance of flight improving.-.-. in a field."-. they're roasting meat. wearily on.-. Of cunning traps no shrewd device. I shall better rations earn." replied the Mule. And. but up I'll jump. is it? Something harder I must work. A Dog. In vain the Cat watched for him night and day. THE TURNSPIT AND THE MULE OF THE WELL. Day passes after day. but pump Water. With steps on outer rim. Where a Dog. sage and mellow. In the house I will not stay.His works of eloquence and poesy.Here the laborer at the well Interrupted. As his eyes he on it set. ceaseless clambering. The reader oft. In such wheel. And one Horatius Flaccus This same matter does discuss.--a devil of a fellow. Wearily." "No meat I roast. And.While they eat all the meat. A turnspit strength would lack For the task to which you aspire. in his turn. when my task is done."Let me. 16 A wheel of wood is it. And more respect compel. But with whole pages nightly he made way. now. He slily off did steal." ***** Now hear the Mule sagacious! Wisely. FABLE XXX. . no doubt. Nor any other bait or mixture.-.Who on naught else his hunger would assuage But prose and verse of many a learned page. "To the spit and kitchen fire I advise you to go back. 'T isn't turning the old spit. a wheel Of a well. A contrivance shrewd has seen. he counsels thus. performed his stint. They throw me out a bone. How idly doth an author yearn To undertake. There dwelt a Rat. Ever prepared for rats or mice. by Tomas de Iriarte FABLE XXIX. No arsenic hid in sweet confection. He cried.--"What have we here? By this it would appear Here. who every day. Turning the spit about. For learned scrolls could cure his predilection. The rascal gnawed. try a pull. In inn or convent kitchen. THE AUTHOR AND THE RAT. What then? I will not shirk. which a Mule kept moving. sure. Till he found. Ah! pretty heavy. where he must fail! The little Dog cannot avail The huge well-wheel to turn. Turns it beneath his feet. Thus expressed his discontent: "Hard work and paltry pay! Here I may climb and sweat. nothing less. Nor in the hated town.Fables of Yriarte. I'm light. What our poor Author furnished to the presses. Her paws she ne'er could put upon a whisker. as the manuscripts the accursed beast Had eaten once before. made he Of printed page still more luxurious feast.

without stop or stint. established in fame. In order to show. in copious dose." ***** Be moderate. and even more. . The Squirrel brisk bespeaks him As follows: "My dear sir. The good colt his gallop stayed.On the festival day of his lady love placed On his shoes two paltry buckles of tin. And the impatient wight he seeks to bait.-. Blank paper now I'll keep within my drawers. Into his ink he pours. "What beautiful silver. Just such gambols I can do." Checking his pace a moment. Grace and lightness-. In pure white paper. "Let him. but that fame courted him. Watching awhile his motions. With a new suit each day to dazzle the town. And thus the Squirrel's part they play. I am active.-. And quickly ends his sport. thus relieved.-. That he courted not fame. With equal spirit." ***** On puerile trifles of the day. or. THE SQUIRREL AND THE HORSE. Some time and talents throw away. This mischief must be stayed. The world will devour. In my duty Faithful ever. No great merit All this deftness. Argues an author either dunce or coward. My master to serve.--for unjust abuse Severe retaliation will excuse. Heed who lists.Docile to spur and rein. THE FOX AND THE LADY. Who silver and gold like water would waste. Idle freaks. A Steed. So swift. FABLE XXXI. Turns and twists. The villanous vermin like destruction made. To the Squirrel answer made: "Comings and goings.--a noble sorrel. so brilliant and gay!" Said the lady. And in grave tone. of Parisian renown. what hard luck is mine!" the Author cried. by this frivolous whim. if subscribed with the name Of a popular author.Such I've often seen before. Corrosive sublimate. A Fop of the most extravagant taste. I know not whether verse or prose. beneath invective froward. Not so futile My endeavor. And tree to ground. lo! too faithful to his wasteful trade. Silence to keep. As heretofore with manuscript and print. and writes Something." But. FABLE XXXII. "Huzza for the taste and the rule Of the master of fashion. "I've had enough of writing for these gnawers. who gnaws too freely. I am sprightly. A famous gallant. Before a little Squirrel Went dashing round a plain. Should write him in corrosive sublimate. From ground to tree. "Happy receipt which mischief sure requites!" Sarcastic said the Poet. I am never quiet found. as follows.Fables of Yriarte. I am a fool. the pride of our day!" ***** Thus a volume of nonsense. 'Tis eaten by the animal perverse. have a care Lest his malicious insult prove a snare. as last resort. Always lightly Moving round. by Tomas de Iriarte 17 "Ah. yet regular. I strain every nerve To be always prompt and clever. All this no useful purpose speaks. critic. At his wit's end.And nothing else. Since all experiments in vain I've tried.

Begone from sight.With a thousand discussions of this and of that. As his fellow-countryman. astounded.-. "True.She shouts still louder after him. Sure you can tell." Answered the Crow. From Barbary both. some the Parrot loquacious. half vanished out of view. 18 A party of beasts assembled for pleasure. That each animal marked.For beasts. praises the other. by Tomas de Iriarte FABLE XXXIII. "The only question now in place Is of our flight a trial fair. "Look here. While some praised the Bee. Foreboding naught but evils grim. now they conversed." ***** Shrewdly our Fox the riddle has read. Without much grave consideration.-. "but 'tis clear to me. Making your foul." ***** ."-.-. Or that both boasted necks so remarkably long? Or that Ostrich was known as a simpleton rare."You are a most unlucky bird." the loitering Turkey cries To Crow. AND THE FOX. A bitter contest once did spring.-. "Are you all at a loss? then so am not I. THE DROMEDARY. to test a man's genius.-. some among them rehearsed The deserts of the Ant. like mankind. Between a Turkey and a Crow. Moreover. If you have ever seen them fly. Who. far off in air. ask where he was bred.No matter how the fact I know. thus diversify leisure. Of writers in plenty the same may be said. "I must declare That I think we can none with the Ostrich compare.On their respective speed of wing. of the Hound so sagacious. "The thought will to my mind arise That you are black and ugly too." "All this is nothing to the case." said Dromedary. true. While the other had surely no wisdom to spare? Of their mutual ugliness were they both jealous. revolting feast On carrion corpse that dogs would spurn. Could it be that they both were bulky and strong." said the Ostrich." "For my part. FABLE XXXIV. I have always heard. Which first would reach the appointed station. Of the different qualities. THE CROW AND THE TURKEY. Were whiling the time in a sociable chat." The assembly. each brother.--very. was puzzled to guess Why these two should so strange an opinion profess. disgusting beast! You fairly do my stomach turn.Fables of Yriarte. That no beast surpasses my friend Dromedary. Or that each could display a protuberance callous? Or can it be--"Pooh!" said Reynard the sly. of the desert. THE OSTRICH. as well as I.

when the gaunt Dromedary And Ostrich." say they." Whereon. wretched worm.-. The beasts at each other looked round in amaze. Good as his clothes. FABLE XXXVI. He alone.At first go off-They find his withers With warts all rough. But are not worth a groat. even the Mole. Through Gypsy wile. In trappings most complete-. With carving nice. Like musket balls. And they said The Donkey Colt Had cost the dolt But a mere song. though as blind as could be. though they 're worthless.A gorgeous Ass. I have my money paid For trumpery vile. Buy books.-." ***** Now faith. "How comes it. They examine--their plaudits are hearty and loud. THE PURCHASE OF THE ASS. "that this creature forlorn. Clean to the bone. Its admirers all ninnies. The showy gear And harness line To strip he goes.-. The loss of your well-deserved laurels you fear. And many a prank And rare device.As I was told. this queer affair I often note. His mortified rancor he cannot control. 19 A silken cocoon some one brought them to see. And.-. In terms so unmeasured and extraordinary. "Let me inquire. and their wonder dispelled-. we know. Then take my advice and tell him this story.The hapless owner said. Bells tinkle light As on he paced. And an old hurt. at great price. That the other brutes thought them both utterly crazed. who his spite could not stifle. What the rest of us all are uniting to praise. Your purchase shows. While friends admire His bargain rare. And on his shoulders. "On my soul."--says one. Besides the fellow Wore plumes and bows Of ribbons bright. Who. with care. FABLE XXXV. Six dreadful galls Appal beholders. precious gull!"-. At the very same time. that shine In bindings rich and rare. THE SILKWORM AND THE CATERPILLAR. Muttered out of a corner. Well it applies To friends of mine. . by Tomas de Iriarte When envious detractors find In wise men's works. He makes cocoons too. 'Tis easy enough the reason to show.In that same assembly arose a discussion Concerning the Silkworm.-."If blood and bone. no welcome faults. His cunning master. each other bepraised. But an old Caterpillar." ***** Laborious Genius! when. "This fuss was absurd." he coolly averred. Saddle and halter too Were both bran new. artificer skilled In producing of works of such wonderful fashion. Neighbor. The shears had traced On breast and flank. From cruel lashes. Their wondrous cocoon was a pitiful trifle.Fables of Yriarte. "Ah. The creature sold To a weak blockhead. In bitter humor. Yesterday through our street An Ass did pass. stung by the sneer Of the envious wretch who would rob you of glory. That hidden lay Under the girt. Into a tumor Inveterate grown. Nothing to say Of two great gashes. Concedes it to be a masterpiece proud. Till the Fox told the reason.His pride to feast. In haste along The exulting buyer Drove home the beast. With tassels yellow Or red as rose. so ugly. Beneath the saddle-."Donkey more dull A thousand fold Than this brute cull.A Gypsy jockey. takes upon him to scorn?" Then up jumped sly Reynard and said. Along the spine. They satisfy their spiteful mind By base and personal assaults.

and he heeds not A single failure. FABLE XXXIX. A brilliantly-colored Macaw. If every other furrow were not drawn straight. shrilly sang out. and went sneaking away Because. But for me." ***** A scribbler. For a word of advice on such stupid conclusion. . near the spot Where she hung in a balcony. for aught that I know. you're making! Then the Ox answered.Vain Grasshopper. from works of sterling merit.-. So essaying. You may be.-. friend. who heard the remark. 20 As in a field the sturdy Ox was ploughing. He was showing--a penny to gain-. A spreading contagion. our critics bemoan. to see Such a comical creature as you. then. Which he lauded in high-sounding strain The creature. it was a Marmot. The absurd little beast. Stop. take to himself our meaning. Living words they despise as a vulgar intrusion. For well I serve my master. Clad in plumage of exquisite hue. close by him. of a day long bygone From the connoisseurs won both lauding and gelt-. Some creature of value untold. He was kept by a printer in pay. In phrase like their own.An animal ugly and squat. one day. by Tomas de Iriarte FABLE XXXVII. Hung his head." ***** Now let the captious critic that presumeth. He deemed that a dress of antiquity grim Would give to his limning the impress of eld. A wandering clown. FABLE XXXVIII. 'tis enough that you show Yourself to all comers. THE MACAW AND THE MARMOT. jostling in motley confusion. the portrait to limn Of a certain rich man.Fables of Yriarte.Determined to make some antiques of his own.--"Sure. THE PORTRAIT. But some fools have their notions of purity hung Upon obsolete terms superseding our own. You never would perceive that this was crooked. "Ah! what a crooked furrow. defacing our tongue With phrases outlandish. the useful Ox reproaching. And forgotten ones rake from oblivion's gloom. at his word. A Grasshopper.To drag to light. In two dialects. Of our own times a Painter--who jealousy felt That some portraits antique.A Savoyard. When they freely may look upon me. saw-. When unto him said our gay bird: "This matter amazes me quite. my little lady. we here must find room. more likely than not. for gold. That men give their money. in high estimate held. for his low. dirty work. in so much accomplished. Some petty blemish. Came out of his box into sight. THE OX AND THE GRASSHOPPER. reproaches so unjust and futile.

current in country or town. that was once brave and lordly.The Painter a guerdon to grant.-. Of the mansions twain. comfort and good cheer within Its patron's trust requite. Of Philip the second and Philip the third: A purse full of these he placed in the hand Of the Painter abashed--but ne'er said a word. Some old coins had been lying for centuries three. as stately and grand. With its architecture bold. Coming to a little town. and deem it so droll. If we laugh at the farcical notion Of this modern Painter. with such. I pray. And my rapier. the host. and the price I'll lay down In good money. And glittering gauds. his form thus yclad with wonderment saw. in the house of either. the huge palace.These medals. and paint round my throat A cravat.When the traits of the sitter. Looked round them for an Inn.--"when victuals I needed. To a house that stretched Around its ample courts. for that basket-hilt brand. I rede. and clean.Though the face of the portrait showed dainty and braw. To his patron the work he carries with speed. As you 've painted me. THE TWO INNS. If it only were good in the time of the Cid? FABLE XL. as heir-loom from his ancestry prized. Its broad front palatial. . Why may we not laugh at the Author's devotion. And miserably cold. All light. to market if I chance for to his. This antick his patron. How. whilom.--'tis true. By such odd gear full sorely astounded. Chambers. "you've pranked me out there In a guise. with a thousand offers. its walls did screen. Each.-. to perfect content. Take your picture again. and bright.--and purity's self Considers his style. by Tomas de Iriarte 21 For a second Velasquez he counted to stand-. as certes. there is Who. Thinks oddity graceful."-. One traveller resorts. could I chaffer my cheer to supply? "But sith. He. Of the first of the Charles' and fifth Ferdinand. To give offence to neither Was their natural desire. Was narrow.And believes that no term by pure taste is forbid. Paint me like myself. But which no living man but a beadle would wear. now. But its rival.Fables of Yriarte. Apartments one doth hire. would guess at my phiz. devised-. Of pleasant temperature. too. to quip him. he a costume besprent That had figured. so I have paid you. The mountain's skirts within.Quoth our limner. But. So. Of two rival Inns. In which he will remain. to his gree--In a chest. "With these coin--or. seeking rest. instead of that collar and band--Yon satin slashed doublet exchange for my coat.Who shocks us with phrases all mouldy with age. A quartered scutcheon shone Over the lofty gate. when he darkens his page With expressions forgotten and laid on the shelf. I rather might say-. Sculptured deep in stone. Did the wayfarers accost. for himself." said the other." ***** Hold. Not one. dark and dirty. in trappings like these. Two youthful travellers. in the city's whole compass. Each guest chooseth. Less grand the other Inn Appeared unto the sight. Having deftly depicted--with grave collar and band.-. His ideas who drapes in antiquity's stole.

of what's clear and simple. while it slights its own. For some there are who pomp for merit take. 22 Its inmate comfortless.-. mockery make.--a pedant most rhetorical. Honored the Cat with an eulogium glorious. With tiled roof covered slightly. where for me they pay A generous price. I to your home am sent. Yet never think or care to know What language Garcilaso wrote in. And.Seeking for vegetables salutiferous. magniloquent As any grave professor eloquent.Fables of Yriarte.That talked in lofty style. you know.-. once.--"learned Signora Dropsical. he saw. not comparable to thee. of wondrous skill To rid themselves of every ill.--"Ah! what pangs mortiferous I must. For what. though he knew naught of this catalogue Of words so overwhelming and so curious. theoretic and empirical. Said to a Lizard. may be made."--said Sage.That with big terms professional resounded.Their sound construction organic Preserving by their lore botanic. Good luck attend you to my native shore! For never yet was any nation known. too. FABLE XLII.--"whither roaming?" "For Europe. Who will eternally be quoting Whole pages out of Tasso or Boileau. A Cat. His friend thus answer gives: "In like manner many a book Its reader's hopes deceives."--quoth Tea. Did a weary sojourn make. Where I am held in reverence profound For beverage or for medicine. of the comment.--"to China's market go. and sudorific. Narcotic. "Aha!"--said he. THE LIZARD. emetic. ***** ." "And I.-. Creatures there are. From China. by Tomas de Iriarte A portal tall and sightly. And. And bewailed unto his comrade. "Friend.Naught better knew what Puss did gabble on. Now. I am sure that I can Spaniards show. and you to mine. But gold and praises will profusely pour On foreign products.Within inclement garrets. I know now what's your essence heliotropical!" A silly Cricket heard the dialogue. doth good service render. THE CAT. They know all herbs medicinal--diuretic.-. Than if she spoke in tongue of Babylon. his sad mistake. In Europe no good fortune waits on me." ***** This sarcasm some abatement may admit. in general. In special cases sometimes proves a blunder. application fit. A worthless herb. Swallow some essence of leaves heliotropical. the Tea-plant coming. But quite too common there--to shine. With Sunflower leaves was stuffing out her maw. For varying fancies are the soul of trade. Febrifuge. In literary borrowings. Cephalic." Lizard. purgative." FABLE XLI. to cure this turgidness hydropsical.--"I'm bound. THE TEA-PLANT AND SAGE. AND THE CRICKET. Met with the Sage upon his way. But the ridiculous charlatan.-. at this bombastic speech astounded. There was."--said the latter. styptic and prolific. By use of vegetable specific-. Next day. But.

" "That speech becomes you very ill! Mind what you say!"--in accents shrill. If not--the blame he lays On his comrade's wretched writing." Donkey brayed. to avoid presumptuous shame.-. Hog and Donkey grunted base. Before the expectant multitude." A squeaking Cricket cried." "The Hog.If the book should make its way Each arrogates the praise. And be prepared with plaudits soon. They organized an orchestra To make success secure. While. And challenged confident applause. In choosing actors competent. 23 Attention--noble auditory! While the rebeck I tune. That echoed far and wide. that most Stopped up their ears. To make his Royal Highness sport Upon his birth-day festival. by the wry faces. Little wisdom was displayed. Frog saw. At the barbarous dissonance. When ye have heard my story. at once. Now get ye gone--and from my sight Forever banished be.Adroit performers all-. worse than all. I'll only say. Naught was said about the Nightingale. that e'er ye dare Again to sing to me!" ***** Such. That no bravo's cheering shout Or glad applause awaited them. And your incompetence betrayed-. With what delicious cadence And accent delicate The orchestra resounded. Now the experiment is made. "The stupid Ass is out of tune Most shockingly.--to grace the occasion gay. to him alone. every one." said he. Their annoyance sought to hide. Of the Blackbird not a word.Upon your mouthing verbiage dogmatical Reflects this polysyllabic apologue enigmatical. Each on his neighbor lays the blame. Devised. . When writers.On your own shares. from deference to their host. were due. Singers. Certain of the subject beasts Of the mighty Lion's court An entertainment musical. Two Hornets brisk the tenor try. As often it doth happen. much less accomplished But more self-satisfied.-. he fairly spoils the whole. The day beware. I say the Locust. Of Lark or Linnet no one thought. And.Though meaningless and inappropriate all. Sure I need not here repeat. Each musician loudly vaunted How they would play their parts. Frog and locust took their place To do up the contra-alto. Exhausting all the dictionary's store Of giant-worded and bombastic lore. And turgid aphorisms diabolical. Out of all time and tune doth squall.--"on my soul. Or the Canary-bird. "No. "'Tis plain that those confounded tenors. As if. In this outrageous pandemonium. are the real sinners!" The Lion silenced the dispute: "Before the concert was begun Each puffed-up and conceited brute Was bragging loud--yea. But. Locust angrily replied. Took upon themselves the charge The music to provide. That understood their trade. And pleasure to insure. And sprang the choir from out. The honor of the harmony Produced by your melodious crew. FABLE XLIV.Fables of Yriarte.-. The Hornets. FABLE XLIII.-. by Tomas de Iriarte Lovers of phrases hyperbolical. ye all are dumb. Before the time appointed To electrify all hearts. no!"--said Chucky. "No--'tis the treble. "That mars the harmony.Two lusty Crickets treble sang. THE CONCERT OF THE BEASTS. Their scanty wits uniting. Heaven grant to be The issue of the fray. two or three. At length the choir the prelude Commenced within the hall. to make up the melody.

The blind man spoke by signs Which the mute did plainly mark. While this was going on within the inn." The rogue. until the maid. The shock of many a combat did withstand. it several masters truly served. Another clothes vile works in sounding words. The gestures of the mute He explained in language good.Thus turning noble swords to vulgar spits. Degrading--shame upon her!-.-. A man who."--said the one-armed man--. for friendly aid. Some luckless chance--who ever would have thought it?-. cheek by jowl. for the time. and sharpens it. The cutler saw that. And brought them safe through dangers many. A contract it behoved Of the bargain to prepare. he must have been. There--like an useless thing--upon a pin Hung up.-."-. by Tomas de Iriarte THE SWORD AND THE SPIT.-. he said his say. The sword was but an idle ornament. They. We must go to him at home. as gallows e'er did cure. for the case in hand. away. as good as from the skilful hand Of famous smith Toledan ever fell. in wretched rivalry.-. takes an old and battered spit. May not we charge these vile translators Who. The whole matter understood.-. accost A passing comrade of them both. in his kitchen. Then. The blind and maimed man dictate. In this odd predicament.--sad disaster!-.At last. FABLE XLV. And sells it to the unsuspecting clown.The innkeeper as great a blockhead.To spit a hen. No matter what the blade might be--so sent His booby customer.Fables of Yriarte. in like way. He cleans. Who his right arm had lost. His friend was in the dark. And the blind man. A Sword." The cripple then the compact To paper did transfer.What once had been a blade of proof and honor.A clown.-. from his birth. Some trifle to arrange was set With a blind man. that would a modish life begin. THE UNFORTUNATES. seeks to sell his spits for trusty swords.--"hither come? Why. he can hardly stir. with their works. one day. .A precious blockhead.For the good sword of Thomas d'Ayala. famous writers fits-. too. By order of the innkeeper. A certain stranger. The mute was messenger. tempered well. with bad versions. ***** With equal knavery and stupidity. if you ask. was dumb And deafer than a mole. "Friends.Into the kitchen took it. "I must here give up the task.-.Did to a cutler for a sword resort.In such transactions miserably raw. An arrant knave. Though better fate it well deserved. In turn.-. We see infesting all the world of Letters? One. her master.Said the blind man. it ate itself away In useless rust. When. To close this curious scene And conference singular. service long had done. into an inn's dark corner brought it."A sword should ready be another day.--sure. At auctions sold for paltry penny. And. and polishes. sharp and trusty. then. newly come to court. if the hilt could but inspection stand." "How can a cripple lame. But the schoolmaster will come And write it. Which. 24 Sheer. from his mouth.

That good for nothing were. some one contrived the story. That. FABLE XLVI. lay by. he is very young. foolish bird. Old rags and wretched rubbish You.-.But what. Or chops. Who club their pens and brains Some wondrous work to try. poor fellow. And to Magpie answered she: "This is all an idle story. Three pegs of a guitar. And there. First. Of a knife a shabby handle. Whereon he muttered to the rest. there safely to remain Till I shall hungry be again.Said. In time of need. In your faithful chest you bury Every petty.-.-." Replied her friend: "I'll wait on you with pleasure. the crafty Monkey." A shrewd grimace the Monkey made. These I contract at pleasure. And racy sweetmeats--I. of such a hapless crew. "What think you now." .His rival out of hearing of his tongue. to me's unknown.And the residue in these I stow.Fables of Yriarte.With an endless lot of knick-knacks. Look at my jaws. that was well known As a champion brave and stout. But because it keeps them safe. exultant crow. For. to serve as food. What I like. friend Monkey? Don't you envy me my pelf? Upon my word. But. I have two nice snug magazines." ***** Let him that will in strife engage On any question literary. To her friend.It might have been surmised That. And a Chicken but half grown Squabbled something about. I've skill A thousand things to steal. straggling waif. Then the seraglio's vanquished lord." No more he dared himself to match With the young hero. You see. The battered tip of scabbard Worn out in ancient war.Who hardly left him plume or crest. dear gossip. Where I my hoard conceal In my chest.-.-.Meat. And a little bit of candle. but again With an old Cock he had a scratch. if you prefer. a buckle.Of many fights. This very matter happened.As a thousand gossips know. and whatever else is good. "Ah! in time he'll make a pretty bird. beneath them here. Or expand them.-. by Tomas de Iriarte 25 For this purpose any two Were enough.And. with a loud.--"If you'll go With me unto my dwelling. Pay less attention to the age Than talents of his adversary. ***** Were it not that in Alcarria.-. To hit off the plan devised By weak aspirants for glory. A scrap of gauze and half a comb. Sweet nuts and tender filberts. In which the chick such fight did show. A little while ago. Said a Magpie. Which would each alone defy. if you will. a veteran. And your wealth mere trumpery. "The fine old fellow!--surely it would be Unfair to thrash so old a chap as he. You shall see them.-. my lady Magpie Proceeded to produce. But. when I please. now. no other bird Is so wealthy as myself. after furious din. THE COCKS. Then a hoop that ladies use." So their course forthwith they bend To see the Magpie's treasure. By their united pains. FABLE XLVII. I've some pretty things to show.-.-.-Two petty coins.-. sure you know. A Cock. an old colored garter. It took no less than four. THE MONKEY AND THE MAGPIE. He claimed the honors of the field to win. I eat at leisure.--and even more. At last got up a very pretty battle. Not that they all are worth a groat. A blade of broken scissors. And the old one around so sharply rattle.

That you. till due supply For carp and tench was gone. So reads his Master's whim. I think. "I marvel much.-. who sing so sweetly and so well. My natural talent will by education thrive. your models make. instruction to derive. all dry and withered.-. Taste and profit to unite. will ever study most. FABLE XLIX. FABLE XLVIII." replies the Nightingale. Upon the parching ground. A copious fountain played In a garden's flowery bed. I would not fail From it. that such strange pains you take. A Nightingale her voice one day was tuning In notes to match an organ's sonorous swell. And you will see the good results ere long. you see. And leave me not a fish to taste.Lay by the author's quill. His Master soon the mischief saw. but also like My mess of fish for dinner. Of the watering of his flowers The Gardener thought alone. For sure.Fables of Yriarte. good sir. is good For those who make a show Of a medley incoherent. And thus. And served to form a basin Where many fish were fed. I wish my untutored strains to modify By the deep rules of science it has taught.A single flower to grace the dish. the notes the organ's pipes that swell."Though it had learned of me." ***** Has the caprice some learned fancy crossed. That he lets the plants go thirsty. That hours to study given are labor lost? Who wisest is. in turn. THE NIGHTINGALE AND THE SPARROW. FABLE L. "Booby! you need not water waste. To imitate my native bursts it sought. The indignant owner found His flowers." ***** Though the maxim may be trite. THE GARDENER AND HIS MASTER. . That carp and tench may swim. that by and by. When by her cage a chattering Sparrow roaming Stopped--his surprise at her attempt to tell. grown crusty. shortly after." "Nevertheless. Where no meaning is apparent.Unless you have the skill. And scolds the careless sinner. thus. It owes to imitation of your song." The Gardener. In the garden. "The flowers I love. And drained it dry. by Tomas de Iriarte ***** 26 Shall the Monkey's lecture shrewd To the Magpie only go? The advice.-. Nor yet deny--to save the fish-. Your imitators.

A single grape.-." Reader."And what fruit is there?"--"We'll see. THE HUNTER AND HIS FERRET. 'tis great of course.-. the more there is the worse.Fables of Yriarte." ***** Let those. "Come with me. But loaded with rabbits. THE LACE-MAKERS. Is not strange. by men reputed wise. And wise as well as old.But fair business I've done." When they reach the garden wall. But we'll make a trial fair. And. And a banquet rich enjoy. The pert young pilferer saw."Is this the fruit you puff? Who would think you were so raw? What puny. Where a well-stocked vineyard lay-. All day did I trudge. though wrought in heavy gold!" "That my articles exceed In value. by which great works shall live. I'll swear.-. by Tomas de Iriarte THE TWO THRUSHES.-.The youngling answered coy. "that." As he spoke the words. for bulk. But the luck is not bad. Their morning flight to hold. bigger fruit enough. with years grown gray.So elegance and finish give That form to thought. Books should. I should say. to regard the matter only. it was a yellow calabash. indeed--no trash. For skill is known to all To be of greater worth than raw material. lived A man who made silver and gold galloons. You work in gold. withered stuff! Pooh! It isn't worth a straw. Neighbor. "Now. FABLE LI.How big and nice! I call That fruit. who would have believed. and exhausted With the heat of the sun.An unpractised youth and bold. at style who sneer." said he. Now." Said the grandsire. in a garden near. If I am the judge. His grandson asked one day. so very much your own. even for more doubloons. Hot enough. indeed. Near by--to a neighbor He met in the way-.--my old lad. A Thrush. "A long tramp. my boy. The fledgling shouts--"Look there-. Is stranger. be bought.-. And better far than any here I know of. But that. Well tired.With him to go straightway. and I in thread alone.On its luscious fruit to prey. ***** It may not much surprise That young birds by chaff are caught. Three yards of your light lace are sold Than ten of mine. 27 "Where may this vineyard be?"-. Since the break of the day I 've been out in the sun.He recounted the labor And spoils of the day. Learn how to live. A Hunter turned home. . Near a lace-weaver. although. Will prove better than it all. If bad. Note that--as here A simple thread doth precious gold transcend-. he shew Where thick the clusters grew. is it not? If a good work. And valued for their size. condescend. sir. FABLE LII.

said he. With the bright stars to watch." The Lamb hears both.-. and stretch yourself at leisure. FABLE LIV. is the true way." said Flint.-That I did the work. or maxim clever.No hunter in bagging The conies can beat it. Lay a stout Pig--fat as an alderman. In the same yard. I say and repeat it. happy destiny.I should like to inquire. After some sharp remarks They parted company. Behind the court. His master did hear-." ***** . a little Lamb there lived. I say. "To be with health and active vigor blest. One must sleep sparingly." But.That the fine rule. there's no such pleasure.His own praise while he sung. Soon after Piggy did his dissertation end. Where a brisk Cock around at pleasure ran. That. As may be very easily believed. Sleep numbs our senses with a stupid sloth. Can you truly deny? These rabbits of yours. my little friend. is just That others ought to do what suits himself. Who play the mean game-. Excepting such as they have hit upon. Of little worth you'll be!" "Not much. AND THE LAMB. too."--the thrifty Pig. FABLE LIII.-.--some there are who never Think any doctrine sound. were all the three.Fables of Yriarte. "Now. And the Steel cries out. Or rules as good for others' guidance own. THE PIG. in this wretched world. In a court-yard a poultry-house did lie." The Ferret's quick ear. THE FLINT AND THE STEEL. Who caught them but I? So little desert. In fact unnerves the mind and body both. For the unfeeling way. Just what yourself are worth. with your leave. As to snore merrily the time away. A body might think. His sharp nose he poked Through its lattice of wire. THE COCK. by Tomas de Iriarte Without too much bragging. In his box as he hung. 28 He was cool as some writers. "Good-by! Unless with me you 're used. To the meek Lamb. "Now surely you joked. in his turn. The livelong day to slumber! Is it not? Upon the honor of a Pig. The Steel the Flint abused Most bitterly one day. the Cock the Lamb addressed. He never guesses--simple little elf-. In my toils do you see. In hot July. the Flint without. And good companions. and knows not which to trust. in a convenient sty. That you never can make Some slight mention of me?" ***** That this cogent remark The master might sting. In which his sides he bruised. Let the world wag. by each laid down. To chip out the brilliant sparks. For such in farmers' yards we often see.--"what a delightful lot! And what a peaceful.To borrow from others.--"and yet. or frosty winter day. But it did no such thing. Yet breathe not their name. ***** So among authors. beyond a doubt.

Fables of Yriarte. And swords. then.Nor of the matter make a charge so sore! I've done such things these forty years. neck and eye: Then takes his pen--again he looks-. With microscope he then inspected Intestines. devoid of skill. the scientific man Gave o'er. and more. Errors of speech or of expression low-. The plumpest now he has dissected. More dirt than you clean up upon your path. Let not your worship. And coolly sets himself at work To anatomize the little wretches. make such a stir. in friendly chat.Urging the long-lived blunders of the past Against the verdict by sound critics cast." ***** The botchers who. Some curious friends. you 're making. by argument of use. When buckles. without a fear. Two Lizards in his garden catches. Then. That I should rob and slay a traveller-. cruel as a Turk. to my mind. At the sharp point of murderous knife. no fire we find Without the help of steel." ***** Do we the bandit's wretched plea allow? Yet writers give no worthier excuse. The other Lizard jumped and ran. And torn the reptile limb from limb. and tail."For. and even of his life.He answered: "Sir. FABLE LVI. by chance. I stole from other folks. by Tomas de Iriarte This little tale of ours. In the flint. paws. The loin and belly. In his old haunts. . Now--no compunction left-. One wonders--questions one proposes-. To fresh dissection then himself betakes.While others yet turn up their noses. Who deep study has not joined To native powers. with the filth and shreds you leave behind Where'er you go. Let each writer bear in mind. fairly launched upon my wild career.A little writes and recapitulates-. They both are sure to fail. A luckless wayfarer to rob. He pulls apart. watches. from earliest time I've been a rogue. Who justify. exhausted with his labors. THE JUDGE AND THE ROBBER. he stated The matters we have just related. THE LIZARDS. A Housemaid once was sweeping out a room With a worn-out and very dirty Broom. hang you for a Broom!"--said she in wrath-. trunks and cloaks. Nor does Genius aught avail Without the aid of Art.On the highways I rob. A Naturalist. But leave them ten times fuller than before. Long as they work apart. pretend The faults of others' writings to amend. THE HOUSEMAID AND THE BROOM. to join his neighbors. and skin. To them. for scrutiny. he sought The Judge upbraids him with his crime-. 29 A villain was by hands of justice caught. Let not these blockheads fear that I shall score Their paltry backs--I leave their blundering trade To the apt censure of the serving-maid. "Now. I houses sacked. practised in petty theft. dropped in to see The subject of his shrewd anatomy. This done. FABLE LV. FABLE LVII. Just as of cash.The memoranda enters in his books.

at each step.-."Whatever spiteful folks may say. Many opinions there may be--but only one is truth!" FABLE LIX. The Mole. No single Watch agreed with any other. Replied--"'Tis you are out of time. Their paltry trash in serious way To note--your pains will never pay." Now let each wiser man this reference take To foolish authors. Of Lizards to make great account. friends. The rest of us came near an hour ago." ***** It is not worth the while to natter The pride of writers we despise. at half. To call us vermin who shall dare? 'Tis gross abuse--as all must own. A Mole heard their frolic.One at the quarter stood. if any one can see The use--no point needs unsupported be. A Dog and a Monkey. Because of his hands He had better control." FABLE LVIII. our high station Let us with dignity maintain. One made it six and thirty minutes past. Gives them occasion to surmise Their claims to be of some amount. The Monkey. all was doubt and question and vexation. Would stumble and blunder. your Watch is slow. Then quote--in order to make good their stand-. THE MOLE AND OTHER ANIMALS. we are worthy great consideration-. I pray. In the impartial public's eyes-. by his comrades for a reason pressed. And a Squirrel--made six.--"Surely I For this fun am just fitted-. He.Whatever spiteful folks may say. And said. Who came long after all the rest. another. their entertainer chanced to be A great proficient in astronomy. 'Tis two precisely--wherefore this abuse?" "Absurd!" they answered. he blinded The eyes of the whole. Some four-footed creatures Assembled one day. The Monkey agreed. This fourteen more. Then.The first authority that comes to hand. and. 'Tis honoring too much the matter. who gross blunders make." "But"--said the loiterer--"what needs argue more? I trust my Watch. holding it on high."--said he.-. But with our story we will now go on. . The livelong day this man did spend Over the body of our friend. The guests all round next eagerly began To pull their Watches out to test the fact.For all men like to prove their words exact. He had in his head.-. by Tomas de Iriarte 30 "You need not doubt it. noble brothers. For all can surely see. Now. consulted--and the hour Was three o'clock and just two minutes more.I think I will try. At the game of the blind man Together to play. Some mischief. clearly. I doubt not. that ten less than the last. no wonder. With his skin-covered eyes. It was. in us. A knot of friends. attributes so rare Are worth such pains in writing down. By luck.With a Fox." He asks to come in. THE WATCHES. Brimful of his tricks-. forsooth. Sure."For everything myself did see. At table sat--a loitering guest. "Friend. To condescend to criticize. not I. and must admit. his Chronometer by observation Carefully set. as I have said before.Fables of Yriarte. invited to a feast. Drew out his Watch. Hare and Eat. If. Sought for his tardiness to make excuse: And. Thus he concluded all the disputation: "To quote opinion and authority Against the truth.

"Poke out your head. Handsome or ugly. by Tomas de Iriarte At the very first trial. without the pole. For instance. in the day's broad face. can't do it better. like me?" Alas! how few of us authors live By the good advice the Owl doth give! All the nonsense we write. to get up a sham-.--you'll find out This is not the last tumble you will catch. master." As he says this. I cannot see. But conspicuous toads we rather would be. If you hid in another hole. Will the blockhead confess himself Stupid--think ye? FABLE LX.The youngster said. To be blind-man. now--this step and posture--see If I. Sir Solitary!"-. it be dry as the dust." "I have never set up for an elegant beau. The lesson. pray?" He's flat upon his back in half a minute! "At your best friend you grumble--silly wretch. Said he. and let us see.-.-. As an unpractised urchin lessons took In dancing. in a hollow tree. Will hardly do for me--well I know. get printed we must.Answered the Owl to the Toad below." ***** If a creature purblind Thus pretends he can see.--"and if you choose to scout The aid of art and method. A red Owl was sitting quietly Up in his hole. "Holloa. what use one can devise For such a clumsy load. is good--let us learn it It often would be much better to burn it. How this great staff bothers and wearies me.-. look. FABLE LXII. THE OWL AND THE TOAD."-. . Which you call balance-pole or counterpoise! In rope-dancing. Why should you wish my motions so to fetter? I lack not strength.Without much ado. On slack or tight rope.--it is all one thing. THE ROPE-DANCER. there's not one whit of trouble in it. of a veteran of the ring."-. Where he chanced to catch the curious eye Of a great Toad that was hopping by.--displaying your grace So jauntily now.--"Good master.The master said. with accent merry. Although.Spoke out the Toad.-. he throws the pole away-.--"What are we doing? You've not blinded my eyes. "And for you.Fables of Yriarte. THE OIL-MERCHANT'S ASS.Don't you think it would far better be."What's coming now? What are you doing. Than modest owls in our own hollow tree. whether you be. nor yet activity. "To attempt by daylight to make a great show.-. To him it now fell: And who was there fitted To act it so well? 31 But." FABLE LXI. my comrades. of course.As well may be thought. my good sir. His Moleship was caught. Look. prithee. to the world. up there.With affected surprise.

" ***** Many a learned bore Keeps up a constant bother. And never vex myself to ask. The bad. Said he then. by Tomas de Iriarte 32 Once on a time.--letting slip an oath. You see that I am from Navarre. Of every kind. In the opinion of the rest. rude and flagrant. Who glosing tales for cheatery use.Poor Donkey did exclaim. In cask.Though some despise for being new. FABLE LXIV. I take the jolly toper's text. Worth no jot more this hour. From the Canary Isles to Malta. With foot o'er-worn by toil. But.-.Bad wine I hold in low repute. but turning sour. It will be washy still and crude. Their opponents' theory they abuse."-.Bearing upon his back A huge skin filled with oil. I drain the flask. One praising ancient lore-. dear sir. By certain vintages--yet may Tickle the palates of a future day.A famous connoisseur and knowing. With obstinacy. If it be old or new. To tell the right one from the wrong one. the divine. In any vintage. both long and loud. By no such foolish question vexed. that those who glory In buying books they never read."By jolly Bacchus. Where wine-bibbers--a goodly crowd-Tasted and argued. When an old toper chanced to come-. From Valdepeñas to Oporto. or bottle.-.-.--but. New wines. who every day Carry tuns of oil. More than if I were stone-blind. But when 'tis good. too."That I. Occasionally. And surely to lay down the law. THE FROG AND THE HEN. that many tried Veterans their voices did combine."Nothing. The good. so mellow and so fragrant. The later wines were deemed the best. without a word.And deserve no more. I'll not grudge. another. from time to time. The occasion was. fine. To taste. talked and sipped again. From Xeres' plains to Tudela.-. distinguish and to judge. Those you despise--although surpassed. idle declamation Picked up from interested Jews. but that I've . luscious wine. "your clamor rude Disturbs our quiet neighborhood. there are.-. a noisy Frog Heard a Hen cackling near his bog. That no such drinks our times supplied. And ever do eschew. I use. for choice of wine.-. So ripe. So cease.Mere trashy. No one is fitted."Better than I. I beg?"-. Which on its head bears ancient date. Into his stable sought to pass. What's all this shocking fuss about. good friends. whate'er it is. Fare as ill. by my troth.An Oilman's hack. I tell you now. If mean it was. THE CONNOISSEURS. FABLE LXIII. stumbling. Their notion termed exaggeration. "Begone!" said he. jug or skin.-. In nothing changed. A quarrel rose. "Now. As days gone by--so generous. From Malaga unto Peralta. A well-stocked wine-cellar within. is it not a shame. in every shape.-. in its first hour. you know. No such delicious. Enough--to settle the dispute-. an Ass. Hogshead or tub. Of either side the rabid hum The cellar filled to overflowing. if they will Grow wiser. By age will mellow and refine. I've tasted of the juice of grape.Which very safely may compare With any wines that ever grew. 'tis folly great To think that every cask of wine. refuse."-. Once on a time. For want of one poor lamp?" ***** Much I fear.Fables of Yriarte. struck his nose The cruellest of blows Upon the door's projecting clamp. Time cannot make the poor wine good. my way Into my own stable cannot find.Modern alone. let them heed this story. or earthen jar. in times long past.Among such worthies 'tis a strong one-. Than vinegar a century ago. your idle din. Their wines I know--and many more.

Whose fancy more cheerily chimes. as well as his talents allow."--said the snob. Which not always are matched to our hands. I say. when I'm not put out To hear your croaking all the night and day? I boast that I have done some little good. filthy beetle agrees. they say. every one knows That--although from no filth he refrains-. While. With adornments according to taste.--an ornament great.-.-. 'Pon my honor. 'twill be a pretty good job. There is time enough yet." FABLE LXV. no time shall be lost.To make it all perfect. some tasteless writers no keen Or delicate fancy can please. Just what he could have us to know.He will ne'er eat the leaf of a rose. he was too. by Tomas de Iriarte laid an egg. now.To this wealthy dolt. let him show. in buying some books. ." The cases are done. Then.So useful and elegant. as the flowers' beautiful queen With no coarse.--but for rhymes To-day my muse is too grave. A Beetle contemptible. though small. Inspects and approves: "And now.For I want one paltry and low. To wind up the whole. As she always will be at odd times-.-. Send a cabinet-maker to put up some shelves.--no matter for cost. I'll supply the want soon. Capacious. and. FABLE LXVI. So. by the way. This astonishing taste he explains. For a fable a subject I have.-."-. For this writing of fables demands That in verse our ideas should flow. in the first place.And the topic for somebody stands.-." said the other. that a house so complete. said a neighbor one day.Fables of Yriarte." "A single egg! and therefore such a rout?"-- 33 "Yes.Whose magnificent mansion made ample display Of furniture gorgeous and costly and new. THE RICH MAN'S LIBRARY. the owner he comes. "how strange that the case To me never occurred. Here the author should lavish his pains.-. That. But this moral conclusive rehearse. well finished. a single egg. Of this insect. By a sentence pithy and terse. we will busy ourselves. neighbor Frog. "It vexes me much. In Madrid."I must go out and look up some twelve thousand tomes. And so let him trick out his verse. too. Of said fable the hero I choose. as rich. That ten times as stupid."Should a Library lack. THE BEETLE. there was a rich man--and. Hold you your tongue! You do no good at all." "To be sure. I devote to the purpose the northern saloon. Which would do very well. Are you so troubled.

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