Who’ve it deserved. ’Tis stature rules the length of clothes.”
The hare: “Give ear. Should I of grace unworthy prove,
I’m at thy feet. My life is thine, I cannot move.
At morning’s early hour I set out for thy court.
Companion had I with me. True, the way is short.285
That second hare I speak of, food was for thy maw;
By lot selected, as the pact lays down the law.
Upon the road, a lion on us onslaught made.
The savage, strange invader, rendered us afraid.
I remonstrated with him; told him our intent;