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!"
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