A Wolf left his lair one evening in fine spirits and an excellent appetite. Yes, yes, replied the Monkey.Indeed, I do. I am with him constantly. Constancy! laughed the Butterfly. I had no sooner left you than I saw Zephyr kissing you. The poor Jackdaw returned sadly to his former companions. To find the thief I offered to sacrifice a fat Calf. Far into the sky he soared trying to shake off his enemy. The Beasts, too, had cause for fight. That's what I call real beauty.
Do not let your vanity make you overestimate your powers.