Hares, as you know, are very timid, The least shadow, sends them scurrying in fright to a hiding place. At last one of the Frogs, the oldest and bravest, put his head out of the water, and said, Oh, please, dear children, stop your cruel play! See, said the man, that's how strong we are! To warm my hands, the Man replied. But he always guarded it faithfully. All he could do to amuse himself was to talk to his dog or play on his shepherd's pipe. No, no, your majesty. In pity for the noble Eagle he rushed up and soon had loosened the coiling Serpent and freed the Eagle. Your gold!, There in that hole? And as the water weeds he ate did not agree with him, he got thinner and thinner, and at last he died.
The wicked deserve no aid.