"Alas!" sighed the Learned Pig, while expiring from inflammation of the brain, brought on by a laborious endeavour to ascertain the sum of two and two, "Why, why was I cursed with Intellect?"
"I shall know better another time!" gasped the Fish, as he lay in the Landing-net.
A certain Merchant sold a child a sharp sword. "Thou hast done wrong in this," remonstrated a Sage, "since the child will assuredly wound either himself or some other."
"I shall not be responsible," cried the Merchant, "for, in selling the sword, I did recommend the child to protect the point with a cork!"
A certain grain of Millet fell out of a sack in which it was being carried into the City, and was soon trampled in the dust.
"I am lost!" cried the Millet-seed. "Yet
