Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte


Fables of Yriarte, by Tomas de Iriarte
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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


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

Against the adviser rave. working sore vexation. The venomous Serpent hissed aloud. a part not small Declared that their offended pride Such language plain could not abide. This truth important let him heed: That to all nations--not to any one-. The mischievous Balm-cricket leapt From the tumultuous throng. 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. The Bee. Then--since the warning finger Points at no destined head-. with due reverence. Opening their lank jaws' bloody gulf.Spake his calm voice above the broil. . The Tiger and rapacious Wolf. Not they--no. FABLE II.The sagacious Elephant observed Among these creatures many a failing. His strictures on their ways to hear. all around. and the Dove. THE DROMEDARY. And the simple Butterfly. hear quietly. The stately Elephant looked down Upon the vexed turmoil: "To each and all and yet to none. Ever faithful to her love. 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. A thousand vicious actions quoted. The Monkey. Envy. too. the whispering tone Of Wasp and Hornet. Let him who winces put them on. His greedy conscience felt the sting. procrastination. not at all. And gross abuses. sauciest of the pack. well learned by heart. The obedient Horse. Fly and Drone. The Fox kept silence shrewd. Accepting. Long years ago. The arrogance of ignorance. Idleness."-. FABLE I. What he thought and felt. frugal and provident. in far-off land. But. Who not. The trusty Setter.Who feels the censure linger Must sup on his own bread." ***** Whoever may my fables read. THE LIZARD. 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 dictates of his generous sense. prevailing. While. When every brute beast had a way. His sound and noble counsel stirs The hearts of many listeners. The guileless Lamb and thrifty Ant. With reverence the most profound His long proboscis swept the ground.And to all times. In careful phrase. His vile abuse. among the crowd. Mocked.Fables of Yriarte."These censures I apply. THE SILKWORM AND SPIDER.A thousand silly foibles noted. they speak. of the audience. A murmuring echo gave. Ostentatious insolence. The world has shown alike The faults at which they strike In each revolving week. The Locust spread his clanging wing.-. with grimaces rude. He then discharged the censor's part-. He called them all. to say In language all could understand-. from far and near. The Weasel arched his spiteful back. Which strenuous reform deserved. 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. The wriggling Caterpillar crept His sneaking way along. the Linnet shy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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