THE FABLES OF LA FONTAINE.
- How spent you the summer?'
Quoth she, looking shame
At the borrowing dame.
- Night and day to each comer
I sang, if you please.'
- You sang ! I 'm at ease ;
For 't is plain at a glance,
Now, raa'am, you must dance.*
THE RAVEN AND THE FOX.*
Perched on a lofty oak,
5ir Raven held a lunch of cheese ;
Sir Fox, who smelt it in the breeze,
Thus to the holder spoke :
- Ha! how do you do, Sir Raven?
Well, your coat, sir, is a brave one !
So black and glossy, on my word, sir,
With voice to match, you were a bird, sir,
Well fit to be the Phoenix of these days.*
Sir Raven, overset with praise,
"Hust show how musical his croak.
Pown fell the luncheon from the oak ;
Which snatching up, Sir Fox thus spoke
- The flatterer, my good sir,
ye liveth on his listener ;