A Lion had grown very old. Besides, her eyes were not sharp enough by day to permit her to punish the Grasshopper as he deserved. Now the Beetle told the reason for her action, and Jupiter had to acknowledge the justice of her cause. There, child, there! The Wolf shall not get you. This good, rich milk, she mused, will give me plenty of cream to churn. Then off he swam with him toward the shore. No, said the Goat, that broken horn can speak for itself!
Do not expect constancy in others if you have none yourself.