A company of People that were walking upon the Shore, saw somewhat come Hulling toward them a great way off at Sea. They took it at first for a Ship, and as it came nearer, for a boat only; but it prov’d at last to be no more than a Float of Weeds and Rushes: Whereupon they made this Reflection within themselves, We have been waiting here for a mighty Bus’ness, that comes at last to be just Nothing.
We Fancy Things to be Greater or Less at a Distance, according to Our Interest or Inclination to have them either the One or the Other.Source:
L'Estrange 190.
Click here for a
SLIDESHOW of all the Medici Aesop images.
M0921 Perry177
No comments:
Post a Comment