FAVOURITE FABLES. 105

Now, look at me: I’m made to fly;
Behold, with what rapidity

I skip about from place to place,
And still unwearied with the race;
But you—how lazily you creep,
And stop to breathe at every step!
Whenever I your bulk survey,

I pity—’’ What he meant to say,
Or with what kind of peroration
He’d have concluded his oration,

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I cannot tell; for, all at once,

There pounced upon the learned dunce
An ambushed Cat; who, very soon,
Experimentally made known,

That between Mice and Elephants
There is a mighty difference.

MORAL.

When fools pretend to wit and sense,
And wish to shine at your expense,
Defy them to the proof, and you
Will make them their own folly show.