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The Monkey And The Leopard.

    By Jean de La Fontaine



[1]

    A monkey and a leopard were
    The rivals at a country fair.
    Each advertised his own attractions.
    Said one, 'Good sirs, the highest place
    My merit knows; for, of his grace,
    The king hath seen me face to face;
    And, judging by his looks and actions,
    I gave the best of satisfactions.
    When I am dead, 'tis plain enough,
    My skin will make his royal muff.
    So richly is it streak'd and spotted,
    So delicately waved and dotted,
    Its various beauty cannot fail to please.'
    And, thus invited, everybody sees;
    But soon they see, and soon depart.
    The monkey's show-bill to the mart
    His merits thus sets forth the while,
    All in his own peculiar style: -
    'Come, gentlemen, I pray you, come;
    In magic arts I am at home.
    The whole variety in which
    My neighbour boasts himself so rich,
    Is to his simple skin confined,
    While mine is living in the mind.
    Your humble servant, Monsieur Gille,
    The son-in-law to Tickleville,
    Pope's monkey, and of great renown,
    Is now just freshly come to town,
    Arrived in three bateaux, express,
    Your worships to address;
    For he can speak, you understand;
    Can dance, and practise sleight-of-hand;
    Can jump through hoops, and balance sticks;
    In short, can do a thousand tricks;
    And all for blancos six - [2]
    Not, messieurs, for a sou.
    And, if you think the price won't do,
    When you have seen, then he'll restore
    Each man his money at the door.'

    The ape was not to reason blind;
    For who in wealth of dress can find
    Such charms as dwell in wealth of mind?
    One meets our ever-new desires,
    The other in a moment tires.

    Alas! how many lords there are,
    Of mighty sway and lofty mien,
    Who, like this leopard at the fair,
    Show all their talents on the skin!



Extra Info:
[1] Aesop; also Avianus.
[2] Blancos six. - The blanc was a French copper coin, six of which were equivalent in value to something over a penny of the present English money.



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