There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg. That was his mistake. Guessing what the Bear was after, the Bee flew at him, stung him sharply and then disappeared into the hollow log. How useless is the Plane!, said one of them. I am King Lion, he said, when he had finished, so of course I get the first part. He was all alone. Alas, O Jupiter, man does not know what he asks! He walked about restlessly, tearing up the ground with his toes, and beating his arms savagely against his sides. Is this your constancy? she exclaimed tearfully. The Heron saw no more fish, and very glad was he at last to breakfast on a tiny Snail.
It is cowardly to attack the defenseless, though he be an enemy.