One day the Partridge said: "O crazy, black-faced one! I observe that
thou art ever hovering about me, and art always watching my motions.
What is it that thou dost want?"
The Crow replied: "O thou of graceful manners and sweet smiling face,
know that having conceived a desire to learn thy gait, I have followed
thy steps for a long time past, and wish to acquire thy manner of
walking, in order that I may place the foot of preeminence on the head
of my fellows."
The Partridge uttered a merry laugh, and said: "Alack! alack! My
walking gracefully is a thing implanted in me by nature, and thy style
of going is equally a natural characteristic. My going is in one way,
and thy mode of procedure is quite another. Leave off this fancy and
relinquish this idea."
The Crow replied: "Since I have plunged into this affair, no idle
stories shall make me give it up; and until I grasp my wished-for
object, I will not turn back from this road."
So the unfortunate Crow for a long time ran after the Partridge, and
having failed to learn his method of going, forgot his own too, and
could in nowise recover it.
FABLES FROM THE HITOPADESA
"This work entitled Hitopadesa, or Friendly Instructor, affordeth
elegance in the Sanskrit idioms, in every part variety of language, and
inculcateth the doctrine of prudence and policy."
FABLES FROM THE HITOPADESA
The Traveller and the Tiger
A traveller, through lust of gold, being plunged into an inextricable
mire, is killed and devoured by an old tiger.
As I was travelling on the southern road, once upon a time, I saw an
old Tiger seated upon the bank of a large river, with a bunch of kusa
grass in his paw, calling out to every one who passed: "Ho! ho!
traveller, take this golden bracelet," but every one was afraid to
approach him to receive it. At length, however, a certain wayfarer,
tempted by avarice, regarded it as an instance of good fortune; but,
said he, in this there is personal danger, in which we are not
warranted to proceed. Yet, said he, there is risk in every undertaking
for the acquisition of wealth.
The Traveller then asked where was the bracelet; and the Tiger, having
held out his paw, showed it to him and said, "Look at it, it is a
golden bracelet." "How shall I place confidence in thee?" said the
Traveller; and the Tiger replied: "Formerly, in the days of my youth, I
was of a very wicked disposition, and as a punishment for the many men
and cattle I had murdered, my numerous children died, and I was also
deprived of my wife; so, at present, I am destitute of relations. This
being the case, I was advised, by a certain holy person, to practise
charity and other religious duties, and I am now grown extremely
devout. I perform ablutions regularly, and am charitable. Why, then,
am I not worthy of confidence?"
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