The tree and the Reed.
Well, little one," said a tree to a Reed that was growing at its foot,"
why do you not plant your feet deeply in the ground, And raise your head boldly in the air as I do?" I am contented With my lot" I may not be sogrand, but I think I am safer." Safe!" sneered the Tree. Who shall pluck me up by the roots" or bow my head to the ground?"
But it soon had to repent of its boasting, For a hurricane arose Which tore it up from its roots. And cast it a useless log on the ground, While the little Reed, bending to the force of the wind, Soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
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