A little Mole once said to his Mother: Why, Mother, you said I was blind! But I am sure I can see! With the first gust of wind the ends of the cloak whipped about the Traveler's body. But she kept her beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not return his greeting. Pussy stretched out her paw very carefully, pushed aside some of the cinders, and drew back her paw very quickly. The angry Merchant immediately turned about and drove the Ass back to the seashore, where he loaded him with two great baskets of sponges. But his weight upset the chair, and Ass and man rolled over together in the pile of broken dishes from the table. They were great friends and were constantly in all sorts of mischief together. What a crime, cried one, to load up a poor dumb beast like that! I move that the Bees and the Wasps be both instructed to build a honey comb. With that he let go, and the foolish Ass tumbled head over heels down the mountain side.
Do not sacrifice your freedom for the sake of pomp and show.