A wolf, passing through a field, found some barley there; but being unable to make food of it, he left it and went off. He met a horse and brought it to the field; he had, he said, found some barley; but, instead of eating it himself, he had kept it for the horse, since he took pleasure in hearing the sound of its teeth. The horse replied, "Hey, friend, if wolves could use barley as food, you would never have preferred your ears to your belly."
Those who are wicked by nature, even when they lay claim to being good, get no credence.Moral
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