Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 21 by Jean de La Fontaine
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page 3 of 16 (18%)
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How could this child arrive?--the sisters 'gan
To laugh and ask, if in an evil hour, The mushroom could have fallen with a show'r? Or self-created was it not supposed? Much rage the abbess presently disclosed; To have her holy mansion thus disgraced! Forthwith the culprit was in prison placed. THE father to discover next they tried; How could he enter, pass, escape, or hide; The walls were high; the grate was double too; Quite small the turning-box appeared to view, And she who managed it was very old:-- Perhaps some youthful spark has been so bold, Cried she who was superior to the rest, To get admitted, like a maiden dressed, And 'mong our flock (if rightly I surmise) A wicked wolf is lurking in disguise. Undress, I say, I'll verify the fact; No other way remains for me to act. THE lad disguised was terrified to death; Each plan was dissipated with a breath; The more he thought of means from thence to get, The greater were the obstacles he met. At length NECESSITY (the parent found Of stratagems and wiles, so much renowned,) Induced the youth . . . (I scarcely can proceed) To tie . . . expression here I clearly need; What word will decently express the thought? |
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