An Ass1 once found a Lion's skin which the hunters had left out

　　in the sun to dry. He put it on and went towards his native

　　village. All fled at his approach, both men and animals, and he

　　was a proud Ass that day. In his delight he lifted up his voice

　　and brayed2, but then every one knew him, and his owner came up and

　　gave him a sound cudgelling for the fright he had caused. And

　　shortly afterwards a Fox came up to him and said: "Ah, I knew you

　　by your voice."

　　Fine clothes may disguise, but

　　silly words will disclose a fool.