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:<br>
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