Fable
The Old Lion
A Lion had grown very old. His teeth were worn
away. His limbs could no longer bear him, and the King of Beasts was very
pitiful indeed as he lay gasping on the ground, about to die.
Where
now his strength and his former graceful beauty?
Now
a Boar spied him, and rushing at him, gored him with his yellow tusk. A Bull
trampled him with his heavy hoofs. Even a contemptible Ass let fly his heels
and brayed his insults in the face of the Lion.
Moral
- It is cowardly to attack the defenseless, though he be an
enemy.
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