An Ass put on a Lion's skin and went About the forest with much merriment, Scaring the foolish beasts by brooks and rocks, Till at last he tried to scare the Fox. But Reynard, hearing from beneath the mane That raucous voice so petulant and vain, Remarked, "O Ass, I too would run away, But that I know your old familiar bray.' That's just the way with asses, just the way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GROWN-UP TALK by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A FINE DAY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A PLANTATION BACCHANAL by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE COLOR SERGEANT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DEDICATION TO THE LATER SONNETS TO URANIA by GEORGE SANTAYANA HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON |