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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:
We often despise what is most useful to
us
The Hart and the Hunter
Fable
An Aesop's Fable
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