Youths! mark the counsels of the wise.
A Goat oblig'd to go from home,
Says to her Kid, "whoe'er shall come
While I am out, be sure you mind
That no one here admittance find."
A hungry Wolf marauding near,
The order chanc'd to overhear;
Feigning the mother's voice, says he,
"Open the door, my love, 'tis me!"
The Kid through a small chink replies,
"You cheat my ears but not my eyes,
The voice my mother's seem'd to be,
But 'tis an ugly Wolf I see."
Source: Boothby - Avianus 20.
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