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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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