The Hart and the Hunter
    
    
      The Hart was once drinking from a pool and admiring the noble
    figure he made there.  "Ah," said he, "where can you see such
    noble horns as these, with such antlers!  I wish I had legs more
    worthy to bear such a noble crown; it is a pity they are so slim
    and slight."  At that moment a Hunter approached and sent an arrow
    whistling after him.  Away bounded the Hart, and soon, by the aid
    of his nimble legs, was nearly out of sight of the Hunter; but not
    noticing where he was going, he passed under some trees with
    branches growing low down in which his antlers were caught, so
    that the Hunter had time to come up.  "Alas! alas!" cried the
    Hart:
    
    
    	"We often despise what is most useful to us."
    


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