Improve these useful hints aright,
You’ll profit much—and so good night.”
This said, he titt’ring slunk away,
The Goat remain’d to death a prey.
In wonder lost, with horror chill’d,
With anguish, indignation fill’d,
The traitor-friend’s enormous guile,
Engross’d his shudd’ring soul awhile;
Awhile the wretched beast forgot
His pity’d, helpless, hopeless lot;