A STAG overpowered by heat came to a spring to drink. Seeing his

　　own shadow reflected in the water, he greatly admired the size

　　and variety of his horns, but felt angry with himself for having

　　such slender and weak feet. While he was thus contemplating

　　himself, a Lion appeared at the pool and crouched1 to spring upon

　　him. The Stag immediately took to flight, and exerting his

　　utmost speed, as long as the plain was smooth and open kept

　　himself easily at a safe distance from the Lion. But entering a

　　wood he became entangled2 by his horns, and the Lion quickly came

　　up to him and caught him. When too late, he thus reproached

　　himself: "Woe3 is me! How I have deceived myself! These feet which

　　would have saved me I despised, and I gloried in these antlers

　　which have proved my destruction."

　　What is most truly valuable is often underrated.