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<h1>FABLES FOR THE FRIVOLOUS</h1> (With Apologies to La Fontaine) <h3>Carryl, Guy Wetmore</h3> <h2> THE AMBITIOUS FOX AND THE UNAPPROACHABLE GRAPES</h2>   A farmer built around his crop     A wall, and crowned his labors   By placing glass upon the top     To lacerate his neighbors,        Provided they at any time        Should feel disposed the wall to climb.   He also drove some iron pegs     Securely in the coping,   To tear the bare, defenceless legs     Of brats who, upward groping,        Might steal, despite the risk of fall,        The grapes that grew upon the wall.   One day a fox, on thieving bent,     A crafty and an old one,   Most shrewdly tracked the pungent scent     That eloquently told one        That grapes were ripe and grapes were good        And likewise in the neighborhood.   He threw some stones of divers shapes     The luscious fruit to jar off:   It made him ill to see the grapes     So near and yet so far off.        His throws were strong, his aim was fine,        But "Never touched me!" said the vine.   The farmer shouted, "Drat the boys!"     And, mounting on a ladder,   He sought the cause of all the noise;     No farmer could be madder,       Which was not hard to understand       Because the glass had cut his hand.   His passion he could not restrain,     But shouted out, "You're thievish!"   The fox replied, with fine disdain,     "Come, country, don't be peevish."        (Now "country" is an epithet        One can't forgive, nor yet forget.)   The farmer rudely answered back     With compliments unvarnished,   And downward hurled the bric-à-brac     With which the wall was garnished,        In view of which demeanor strange,        The fox retreated out of range.   "I will not try the grapes to-day,"     He said. "My appetite is   Fastidious, and, anyway,     I fear appendicitis."        (The fox was one of the élite       Who call it site instead of seet.)   The moral is that if your host     Throws glass around his entry   You know it isn't done by most     Who claim to be the gentry,        While if he hits you in the head        You may be sure he's underbred. <div style="text-align: center;"> <ANTIMG src="images/Grapes.png" title="" alt="" style="width: 323px; height: 480px;"></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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