The Tortoise, you know, carries his house on his back. They recognized the song the Wolf sings before a feast, and in a moment they were racing back to the pasture. I made him promise not to hurt us, said the Fox. The Frogs hid themselves among the reeds and grasses, thinking the new king to be some fearful giant. They then went to bed in a cozy nest in the hedgerow and slept in quiet and comfort until morning. I am dressed in all the glory of the rainbow, while your feathers are gray as dust! You, in all your pride and strength, have so far resisted their blows. And that was all the sympathy the poor Mouse got.
Do not let your fancy make you forget realities.