Chapter 9
The Golden Eggs
The Fox & the Mosquitoes
Being plagued with Mosquitoes one day,
Said old Fox, “pray don’t send them away,
For a hungrier swarm
Would work me more harm;
I had rather the full ones should stay.”
THERE WERE POLITICIANS IN ÆSOP’S TIME
The Fox & the Lion
The first time the Fox had a sight
Of the Lion, he ’most died of fright;
When he next met his eye,
Fox felt just a bit shy;
But the next—quite at ease, & polite.
FAMILIARITY DESTROYS FEAR
The Miser & His Gold
He buried his Gold in a hole.
One saw, and the treasure he stole.
Said another, “What matter?
Don’t raise such a clatter,
You can still go & sit by the hole.”
USE ALONE GIVES VALUE
A golden Egg, one every day,
That simpleton’s Goose used to lay;
So he killed the poor thing,
Swifter fortune to bring,
And dined off his fortune that day.
GREED OVEREACHES ITSELF
Through the town this good Man & his Son
Strove to ride as to please everyone:
Self, Son, or both tried,
Then the Ass had a ride;
While the world, at their efforts, poked fun.
YOU CANNOT HOPE TO PLEASE ALL—DON’T TRY